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The View from the Needle

If prayers could animatethe matchstick armsthat dangle by your side,I’d compose a dozen dailyand post them on the old-growthcedars in Olympiawhich shoot straight up to Heaven.It’s been three years since you feltthe numbness in your handsand your illness is stilla Read more ›

Marlene

you were a child of the East not yet nineteen hunched over your sitar playing ragas for me in your bedroom your feet tucked under the green sari you always wore your long braid tossed back over your shoulder   Read more ›