“I've looked in the glassy eyes of dead/ things. I've washed feathers and blood/ from my hands. I've laid down on/ a quilt, on an August day, watched/ the threads slip from their seams.”
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“I've looked in the glassy eyes of dead/ things. I've washed feathers and blood/ from my hands. I've laid down on/ a quilt, on an August day, watched/ the threads slip from their seams.”
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