by Anna Lovering
(United States)
Toss up a match,
feed the night
sky and fill
a night with
orange-reddish
goldfish from a
pond. An entire
universe waits for
someone like you.
Create a shape with
a wall as a stage.
Watch the puppet shadows
dance and drag open a
story to life as lifted
flowers bloom outside
your window. You've blown
the glass that bubbles
openly and photographically.
You'll find your own creases
that reach well within us,
as a bend of rice that leads out.
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