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April 7, 2015 / barton smock

fieldwork

the evacuated court of my son’s illness.

the blind man’s
missing
eyelid.

the grief, the broth, the reacquired thrift.

the dispersed body. the hotbeds

of skeletal
trauma.

the dance music as mother’s
chthonian
darling.

the sorrow method. the rhythm.

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