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IrelandEire; the country, not the element (though the element, if any, might lend itself to the way the country isn’t) the country I can only see from the plane window, from the prospective, its green and undeniable life a far cry from anything it’s beenIreland
or anything I’ve seen so as I consider the quartered potatoes on my plate, I’m also considering the wet soil once around them, and the heavy way my ancestors labored out to the fields, thankful for whatever their earth could give.
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marathonI see you on the screen you see me we see each other you’re propped up on the tip of your elbow, andmarathon
I repeat “do you like my hair” twice “my connection is weird” you apologize
I nod and wave it away start to think about the billions of pixels
making up your face the hallway out your door
and the very white page I’m writing on running their weary track on the hyper-super-highway little Marathons running and running
bursting forth on a screen, rushing forth with the great importanc
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jungle, desireThe many-legged eaters of desire, they slink and clatter alight and prowl on jungle branchesjungle, desire
snap their jaws and clack their pincers, feral and unsated gnashing their greed against lethal, tree-strangling vines,
against the vicious intelligence of those chimpanzees that would howl and glare at the smallest one cliquing him out of their food, leaving him for the animals.
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twin sistertwin sistertwin sister
You lump of floral bedding, in a room with two beds. Sometimes
you crawled into mine anyway. I hated it when Mom rooted through our closet—who said you could come in my bed—
but I let you, you always helped me pick out perfumes and whispered in my powdered ear before those dances.
after it was done with the boy you never slept with me. I never cried. I never said
I loved you anyway, you never-possibility, you
little red shadow.
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