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In the closet

me and my skeletons
have made peace.
now they can come out.
they have been freed.

I now know their names
the dates they came in
we are more than acquaintances
me and my skeletons.

they’ve told me
how long they have been in here
seeking a sit down. and we
have made peace.

we danced all through the night
imitated each other
and agreed that
now they can come out.

i have asked them to leave.
this closet needs new things,
not skeletons, not bones.
they have been freed.

leonell echa