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“Any Younger,” by Natalie Shapero
['Natalie Shapero']
The New Yorker
Only some of meis here on Earth.
Like when I close mycoat in the car door—the rest is outside.
I say this to assureyou that you’ve harmedjust part of me;the remainder can’t,from this lapis planet,be remotely reached.
Kiss the blue gemin its bezel setting.
Guesswhat you’re not getting.