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friday refrains · rachel zucker (for the brujo, on his fourth birthday)
Friday 11 April 2008 | I like a cookie
DIARY [SURFACE]
Spring is not so very promising as it is the thing
that looking back was fire, promising:
ignition, aspiration; it was not under my thumb.
Now when I pretend a future it is the moment
he holds the thing I say new-born,
delicate, sure to begin moving but
I am burned out of it like the melody underneath
(still not under […]
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