| My cousin Eli does not talk to fill the silence and this is the best part of him, tall and watchful. His hands are Big, long firm fingers, surprising slender. A screwdriver is easy in his hands / so
is a candle / so is a baby.
He is six foot four and sometimes walks as though he would shrink into the sky if he could, his height
a prominence he'd rather do without. This is just
leftover teenaged awkwardness, at 25 he is
not sure he hates it anymore.
He will look and look and look and his mind is wide, filling with your secrets behind his quiet eyes.
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