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Archival: Diorama

ISSUE:  Autumn 2001

Boxed in: these trials
you arrange yourself safe world
of your own creation courtroom of buckled faces
sweet smell of glue window offering a field of writing paper
tongue depressor Reverend toothpick girls
each muslin dress an edge
of kitchen curtain

Cut out a paper specter
Ink in the Reverend’s shadow spreading stain
on the wall scratch out Bible verses with a safety pin
Tape a child to the communion table
The figures are waiting

until you touch them
Or you could flip the box over
ruin this scene Rip up everyone in this story


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