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It was only her eyes that changed; gently, until one day she saw about her not grace but men: fragile in their frailties, their palms’ spread wingspan just as wide as her own hands. They were born together, youths together, fought arms linked in the grass-shot fields of Troy, grew tall together: wan shadows of […]
Expecting, always, the resurrection, I made a study of wounds: the catgut stitch, the keloid itch; broke bones to watch them freshly bridge; read Gray’s and Ebers, lamplit, while my right hand charted tides. I toured the graves, clasped disinterred men close to gaze through their shocked eyes, seeking: a kite’s reflection, a last impression, […]
The old ways were lost on a dusty road between Orion and Abora, sewn with the splintered skins of stars, tracked in spirals, where once a small boy fit Jupiter in his eye. It became a habit with him, the vast—an ocean fell out of his mouth, and in it he rolled the planets up […]
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