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it happens when you are
playing scrabble and you have
the tiles in your tray that
spell out the name dora

your opponent is waiting
for you to take your turn
no doubt thinking you are
playing a word game as if it’s chess
when in truth at the moment
it’s more like an archaeological dig
as you sift through layers of memory
layers of hurt

finally you select your tiles
and spell out dour instead

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