and read the new issue of Blackbird, featuring phenomenal work by two beauties:
(The black snake is dead in the road.
In the rising bands of heat, his head
is gone, or nearly, his body divided
by the flat print of tire.)
and
(b. Walking Behind Adrienne Rich in the Hotel Lobby
Beam of light through blue glass earrings that fall below
her lobes. She doesn’t know me.)
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