blackmail press 40
Jill Chan
first published issue 18



The fecund people - Andy Leleisi'uao 2014
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Link: https://jillchanwriter.wordpress.com/
Real


You don't come home anymore.
All your days are houses
that don't need building. 
You use your hands
to hold the things
that don't let go
before you do:
water taps, newspapers,
food you unwillingly eat
just to feed those who love you,
who remember for you
the necessary lives,
the mornings that repeat their erasures;
memory folding its glances.
Now is the time
to be utterly useless,
to let all but the real
fall away from us.