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---
title: Seasonal affective disorder
id: seasonal-affective-disorder
genre: verse

project:
    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
    class: autocento
...

On your desk I set a tangerine:  \
a relic of a [winter][] quickly passing.

I'm reminded, fiercely, of a summer:  \
I watched the [cemetery grass][] on my stomach.

You hate the wind [blowing through buildings][]:  \
the coldness of fire, blister of a mountain stream.

When you broke down that night: your aunt / you  \
never have been / [you shook that night][] /

Seasonal affective disorder is real: you  \
[mutter under your breath on the highway][].

The ant carries an orange peel past a headstone:  \
it carries her nearly as often.

I set a tangerine on your desk:  \
an engagement ring, winter-returned.

[winter]: january.html
[cemetery grass]: death-zone.html
[blowing through buildings]: building.html
[you shook that night]: the-night-we-met.html
[mutter under your breath on the highway]: last-bastion.html