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My Sentence
—spring wind with its
train of spoons,
kidney-bean shaped
pools, Floridian
humus, cicadas with their
electric appliance hum, cricket
pulse of dusk under
the pixilate gold of the trees, fall’s
finish, snow’s white
afterlife, death’s breath
finishing the monologue Phenomena, The Most Beautiful Girl you
carved the word because you craved the world—
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