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so his life snapped back, a bough
pulled down then released
        into the dusk,

unearthing a sound in the air
that had always been

inaudibly in motion—

I turn towards the sound
                 watch it drifting

in my brother

like a red silk in water

Sophie Klahr

Meet Me Here at Dawn
YesYes Books

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