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Brae
Poems
Mar 2023
de Noël
Black-plumed
cantors in formation,
all prim in three lines;
black binders,
ink crotchets writ black in their thighs;
sorc'rer
his wand at the ready—
he lifts it in time;
their spellbooks turn
and bleed
and the story reads:
Savior!
This glorious child—
this mother betwined
by fate—
this star—
these sheep—
this rémscela to
the greatest tale ever told.
This ****** mother—
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