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Evan Stephens
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Nov 2017
A Death
It flickered in the air,
sagged branch to branch,
pushed against the windows:
a death was pulsing.
It spilled into the streets
of my hometown.
I opened an old phonebook,
the names were humming.
I was cut to pieces by it.
I knew her as a little girl,
she knew my sister
in her hippie period.
The telephone lines cowered
beneath the gray massing of moon.
The faces of houses screamed
ceaselessly at me as I drove.
It is so insistent,
her sixth-grade smile
in my old class photo.
It hovers inside me.
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Evan Stephens
44/M/DC
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