you place her picture
on the freshest part
of your wall.
you place her picture
next to your last,
and the ones that preceeded
your last.
and for each one
of those,
you had painfully constructed X's
out of felt tip markers
and memories
in the shape of prison walls.
this wall
has always been there,
but the pictures and their X's
have been weathered.
you pin her picture
next to the others
with the clearest
of tape.
you turn around
and walk the hallway floor
back to your computer.
you respond
to her email
that she wrote you
from her vacation in spain.
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