I want to name
one of my mountains after you
or maybe a hurricane
or maybe a street.
I just can’t decide if you were
something I survived
or somewhere I used to live
or someone who once defined
the shape and impossibility
of how I perceived distance,
the backdrop of someday,
the boss fight
between the maybe never
and the blindfolded forever.

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