Emily was
a body
when she
wrote “I’m
nobody.”
Now she is
no body
everybody
knows
*
The way the flower
takes the bee
and the bee
the flower
*
Her life was simple
at the beginning. She died
of complications.
*
Her father
her mother
her sister
her brother
her brother’s wife
his lover
iron fence
white
room
*
Poems—
star-buds
in dark
of brick
and martyr
Galaxies
spiral
through
the soul’s
keyhole
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