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Cemetery from a Train Window, Somewhere in Texas or The Day I Left My Husband
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21 Cemetery from aTrainWindow,Somewhere inTexas or The Day I Left My Husband They plunge up among headstones, through drought-hardened dirt, wiry buttercups, wine cups, and black-eyed Susans. Beyond the dead, black cows graze a yellow field, black holes eating stars. I don’t know what happens to a voice, silk cheek, or strong and stubbled chin, when a life walks back into itself with a lonesome gait, not a word. Farther south, from where I’ve come, cactus flowers are just starting to bloom, big sloppy kisses that tell you as you go, “Goodbye, goodbye. I love you. Goodbye.” 22 This page intentionally left blank. ...
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