after i talked to you today
i slipped my phone
back into my pocket
and found myself
at the yellow stitching
that marched down
my inseam to the
fraying hem of the
too-long leg of the
factory-faded blue jeans my
little brother
gave to me
when he grew
too tall for them.

look! he's practically folded into that chair!

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