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Have You Ever Noticed The Way The Blind Seem To Think With Their Eyes

By Tyler Goldman

Is the kind of question I might have asked you
had I been born with a little less vanity.

I meant to tell you that, but what came out was
Put your hand over my face.

You did, without a word.
And from your palm—

the faint salt smell of a sea                             
not very far, but not close either.