Attrition

We were
classic and beautiful and light
bonded to each other like an atom
bombs igniting at the chance of our separation

Thelma and Louise
sister bandits
goddesses who walked on water
who felt freedom in their security within each other
drinking and watching and devouring life on a Saturday night

How have we become strangers?

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