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River

     from Eiko & Koma


Taut current, throughstricken
with night, starbit,

and both of them
facing off. En-
igma tipped to
distortion— *

She floats on swirled
obsidian current. Their
sightlines swim across
each other. Stars
don't look away
from the unfolding,

the going alluvial,
she against his
tenderness.
 

*cutaway:
          to the blanks in her face-slots


Forrest Gander

Lana Turner

Number 6 2013


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