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“we will spend the rest of our lives aching for wholeness— / the two of us together & each of us alone.”

Poetry We Admire: Hybrids

“Some might say I’m reaching, but that’s what metaphors do. / But inside them, there’s always a feather of truth.”

“In her halo of blood, / who knows whether she had time to beg?”

“An incense of rain. Cursed by what we see, / we gaze right on in.”

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“I CERTIFY / I built a life on the run from the broken law of my body”

“This is a way / of forgiving. This is a way of killing the moon.”

“the leering eye, the doting eye, / the eye wet with love.”