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The Scream
They parked across from us
the driver’s door opened
a lady got out
stretched
arched her back
the passenger door opened
he got out
flung his head back
and screamed
the sound explored every crack
in the underground carpark
it flowed beneath each car
and sailed above them
it bounced around
and through us
and a sliver of it
clung to our irises
as we looked at each other
they walked away in silence
side by side
they had nothing to discuss
we stayed in the vacuum
that they had left behind
I found myself smiling
Thrush's Song: Project
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