Before the Retreat Con/Jur/d, 4/9/2021 Before the retreat packed my bags, toothbrush, creams, medicines, socks underwear, shirts, electronics, pants, took all of them, all my memories, all the places I’ve been, want to go, seen, imagined, have read, my injuries, slights, what I’ve done and what others did. At the gate, they said, “There’s no room, for what you’ve brought, we only have this one small blue planet. Leave it. Lucky, for you, we have an entire Universe, inside.
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