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what's behind seattle's walls?
many have stood a century
or more and
were intended
to last longer. can the same
be said of what's so
rapidly
replacing them? we thought
of the thousands
of hammer
blows to
hang the lath,
the
horsehair in the
plaster,
the
long gone
builders who
live
on in what
they crafted.
i
hated to undo
their work.
the brute blade of the prybar
laid bare the
bones and
i felt
the
ghosts retreat
deeper into
the
shadows.
it's ok, i
said,
we're
going to tuck
you back in
with crisp
white
sheets
of drywall.
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