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For the Missing

ISSUE:  Summer 2012

For Ambiorix, Ambrose Small, and Arthur, Duke of Brittany

That hazy, faintly discernible glow,
already half erased,
lodged in the corners of the night
like a silver bowl, delicately chased.

That was forty years ago.
When I see you now, I don’t remember us kissing.
I remember your hard words, and black bra,
and other things that were missing.


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