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Oct 2019
checkered, flaking plating,
gold, electric like the Bronze Age,
dented, cracked teeth in the mouth
of a brazier blazing at Delphi

makers’ dust and an eternity inside

warmth of nations conquered in the drums of us
subtle tears crumple our spinebound pages
  warping invisible ink we never wrote, surely
and we won’t ever speak again
mom, please
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