a fragment

or even in the morning corners of memory: from rain and lightning to her garage cluttered car tire air pump chain door the eternal moment of suspense calling blunt fingered unlatching her voice somewhere above sounding at last scarlet turtleneck and skipping down the stairs later back up in her bedroom pumping the pedals of the exercise machine while the babies played on the bed neither of them understanding why we had to get back downstairs before the inevitable nothing happened relief at the chess piece movement suggested by the turning record unwound cassette eating fingered muffin toast always absent very much here

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memory documentation and manipulation
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