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June 12, 2020 / barton smock


A palm overtaken by the long audience of touch, a hand

left for god
by a spider, a child

packing snow into the dream of a mother’s knee,

a shadow
eaten by a rock, a rock

eating nothing
in a church, the angel

to a lost
microscope, the order

in which
we’re imagined

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