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Birds
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birds Behind frosted glass grief shape the finger tracing laterally across the back of a mirror as you might, walking down a street let your fingertip trail along the staves of passing gates waist high the birds dissolve, brief lakes in the window of Reflect thereon. Therefore the reflected sun. The wound in my hand aches in weather, any weather, tattooed all the way up to the elbow. Now it’s winter. Geese cross in their soft Vs, swift sign in the cirrus. The hand writes in the air; the bird stays there. 103 ...