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October 24, 2018 / barton smock

a smaller moment of her creating symbols

a smaller moment
of her
creating symbols

her ghost fan
coughing
on a winter
fly, her son

a bee sting
on the mind
of any angel
losing
its sense
of smell, our hair

separated
at birth
by sleep
a nostalgia
to which god

adds nothing

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