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The Raising of Jairus’ Daughter
And straightway the damsel arose, and walked… and [he] commanded that something be given her to eat. Jairus, whose name means “God will awaken.” Softly: his daughter. Softly: night’s passage. Fever holding her throat in its teeth. She sweats. She dies before Christ arrives. Now his words pull her up by her tongue.…
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Letter from Lia Beach
For the island has harpooned me. For the day will not end. For salt-drunk I swam to an underwater cave and saw clear through but the sea pressed me and I turned. For I am glad you could not see me clamber onto the stone beach, awkward as a palsied horse and naked but for…
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Elegy
Imagine horses at night, their terrible heat. A field torn open by hooves. Or slumbering in a great circle. Hair. Haunch. Lilacs moaning in the dark. Fires moaning in the dark. Morning gropes like a mound of hands. A bone breaks and refuses to be set. Come down. The trees smell like…