and green and fresh as a cucumber pickle, sharp in the mouth, and soft green too, soft and new as the sweater you bought me, holding me young.   As young as love, a humble sip, the smallest sip of warm green tea, grounded like gymnasts learning to stick fast to the landing.   As…

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