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Five Accidents

my whole life
preparing me for this moment—
10:19 p.m.

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rolling down my window
to ask directions, hearing
a chorus of birds

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new snow on the grass
this, too, the scent
of exploded stars

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please, I said
to the sun, don’t go
some part of me
reveling in asking
the impossible

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my whole life
preparing me for this moment—
10:20 p.m.

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