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November 2, 2019

Tissued ribbon. Something flayed         

in the dust, the blinding burn of sun,         

scorched bougainvillea petals,        

hot red flares of hibiscus, scuttles        

of lizards. Frayed rope flung        

at my feet. Some unseen muscle         

has sloughed itself free        

even its eyes – yes – holding it        

delicately (friable as flaking stone)        

the small narrow head holds        

two sockets, clear plastic capsules 

snapped open – how can this be, 

peeling your eyes away? 

Imagine th...

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