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33 Cambria, Late Spring The last time you were beside me it was April. I knew it was over but my body was equivocal. My body was a boat for your staggering; my heart, a stone. Guilt moved through me like a sharp red rope. Then the dream of the cypress splitting in two. Then the trembling sonata moving through the promise of minor to major then changing again from the son to the man. Then a vision of the future without your hands. When the act was over I heard you call out like a sparrow in the cold dawn to know the enemy. ...

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ISBN
9781597092883
Related ISBN
9781597097161
MARC Record
OCLC
867740980
Pages
88
Launched on MUSE
2013-11-04
Language
English
Open Access
No
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