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Erica Reid

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      I chose the house with no places to hide.
      My husband never saw me do the math:
      just how much space a man could tuck inside
      while I was on the phone or in the bath;
      how high the patio, how strong its clasp.
      When home alone at night (a stubborn fear
      I bite my lip through, though he never asks)
      just how much noise before the neighbors hear?
      Does every window’s latch seal nice and tight?
      Can anyone peer into our ground floor?
      How quickly could I check the locks at night?
      Is there a way to bolt this sliding door?
      And this is being a woman: pushing through
      the morbid calculations that you do.