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  • because having a new daughter keeps undoing what we've known, in a few short weeks, how we light the oil lamp, or whether we will light it at all, books on the shelf, doing and assigning of tasks, dinner, demigod of sleep, my sense of faces and walking, noise, light, strong sunlight, dark, music, sitting, my feet, wine, shopping for food, time, friendship, recognition of others, alliance, love, lust, romance, marriage, strangers, community, wilderness, houses, god, allergies, everything undone or half-done, left as is in the dark living room, she is the perfect loop, a song cycle, even in her sleep she knows and calls us home.

    audio: checking on the baby, who has unswaddled herself and is about to wake up, hot room with fan and open window, late night, walking back downstairs
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