- for Kristin McNutt
you forget who you are
and go back inside your home
among the countless other nobodies
you have been
on every other day of your life
and you want to remember who you were again
but you think there isn't enough room
for all of them to fit inside
so you build an addition to your home
and stand inside it
when you remember
when you look in the room around you
you don't find the dense pack of
nobodies-turned-somebodies
you had expected
all that entered the room in that moment
was a tiny crowd of people
who huddle together for protection
on the tip of your pen.
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