A friend said Live fabulously

—and so you took out of their box
a dusty pair of never used, hand-

painted glass candlesticks, and set them
fabulously on a side table. Even without

tapers, the late afternoon light
struck in them something like beaten

copper, or luck, or honey. Some
watermark sliding under a surface

you thought could not possibly
have anything significant to say.

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