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The mouth last seen.


Last seen at dawn.

I wandered by the river until dawn, trying to remember something I’d forgotten. I misplaced my slippers somewhere by the mouth of the Euphrates. This is what they look like.


Mouth of the Euphrates, purportedly.

Loose symmetries are created at the mouth of this river: the remains of my slumber, evidence of foodstuff, and the probability of a swim. The mouth is pushed further into the body. The body disappears.


Interior at the inn.

Something like symmetry: you can see it if you look at your mouth stretched open along the dusty reflection of a vanity mirror. Inside and outside your mouth, two women begin unloading their belongings, preparing for a 2-month stay at a riverside inn. You are the river.


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