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Four Amusements

mom, she says,
let’s pretend I’m dressed up
as God

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in the canyon
the sound of water dripping—
between each drop, your name

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wishing the falls
would name me after
itself

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tonight the answer
to every question—
yes

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Four Almosts

you ask why
I whisper, it’s so you
come closer

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hidden in the duff
brown caps of boletes—so many
lives we never see

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so wide, this road,
still we can’t find a way
to walk side by side

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darling
I am still
whispering

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