we play scrabble long into
the night.
new years comes, it goes.
we say nothing.
I have nowhere to put my q
without a u
but the bag is still full.
I see words
in my sleep. I hear words.
I think about
words
and now with this board
half full
before me,
I have nowhere left to move.
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