By
Nadra Rahman on Oct 02, 2015 
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I. Union The hum of brotherhood, ice and cold condensation as though drawing a universe into oneself and collapsing it, the plow and field in ancient memory, and now: lucidity in glass A declaration: “I am the essence of myself, distilled and then diluted.” II. Displacement Unbound, unwound, gripped by a hand (not yet 21) […]
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