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[And perhaps / she of startling sight]

Mary Zhou | Poetry

And perhaps
she of startling sight 
sees light from [ hearts break 
so the light can ] summer hea 
rt bitter and clear sun speed 
rot run deep in  
soil [ the heart moves  
slow ] heaven over  
heaven overabundance move 
me away – towards – against the 
world pop of pain as crocus  
follicles break s 
kin & bloom sick wide 
open stay o  
pen [ may we be happy without 
hope ] days in fantasy 
rarely return 
antidivination: me 
aning meaning is a chance event 
let me miss this in 
carnation before i go mix 
the sweat in your 
old shirt with mine at  
the touch of a brea 
th what we call [ a good 
honest day’s work