I want to write something about Z
03/02/26
Z disappeared months ago.
Z thought I had special powers and told me to use them.
Z held tightly to discomfort.
Z was calm on the outside.
Z talked like someone from a movie.
Z lived close to the city where people go to make their dreams come true.
Z sat at a desk and sold products.
Z said it was a relief to hear someone say their words as slowly as I do.
Z could fix a sink and parallel park.
Z was at once confessional and elusive.
I don’t know if Z is dead or alive.
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