[You point as if your shadow], Simon Perchik

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You point as if your shadow
dug its way out, cools
surfacing at last in a darkness
once melted down for rain
and one last time
though it’s your finger
splitting open the Earth
lifting it from the bottom
that’s no longer a morning
covered with mud
and distances, has your legs
your arms, your eyes.

Simon Perchik

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