#28: Unbidden

of what is found there

The ghosts swarm.

They speak as one

person. Each

loves you. Each

has left something


Did the palo verde

blush yellow

all at once?

Today’s edges

are so sharp

they might cut

anything that moved.

The way a lost


will come back


You’re not interested

in it now,


in knowing

where it’s been.

– Rae Armantrout

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