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word I('m forgetting
forget information did you ever tell me the title of your painting you gave me i don’t recall saw a ghost in your brother’s posture from the side not too much stress or don’t try too hard whatever that means or in other words take care or it the anything important will fall through you know the cracks what are the odds that more than one superstring connects us in such disparate planes the way the sun’s schemes fall on us and catch in this utterly unique movement as if the spectrum changes at every breath or just every breath of course it does photons are not recycled & nobody has your expired exuberant grin certainly not with the same tilt of chin as in these letters of ours encrypted packets of us rerouted collected & reconstructed my teleported brain insists on working out landscape puzzles reframing living spaces to sssuit my chest on the verge of weeping from shock of a good life and the familiarity of our distance you write me from your library say old fogey & might never see you again but in my mind you know & i keep seeing you tony the brazen stick in the world’s ass & every nurse’s & bob i watch your painting every blasted morning from my bed some days these tiny holes in the blinds project a perfect miniaturization of tree branch shadows swaying across each tiny circle of light across your painting of flesh clockworks love there i said it soil with homegrown for Don Riggs peach today for
lunch
delicious!
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HASSEN
lives & writes in the philadelphia area. Her chapbooks include Sky
Journal:
from Land, Sky Journal: from Sea, Salem for Belladonna* and
Crabapples
with the Philly Sound Poets for Furniture Press. Poems have also
been
in fine places like Skanky Possum, Nedge & Frequency audio journal.
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