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One ticket, last red-eye.
“I'll take what she's drinking,”
I say of the redhead ahead.
Glass in hand…
By Andy Cooper
Daylight spills,
blinds dance,
I shake with sobs.
Arms wide…
By Andy Cooper
A crystal chandelier hung above.
An evergreen candle flickered—
pine fresh, love, a tree in a forest.
We lay on the oak table…
By Andy Cooper
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