I DRINK THE QUIET OF THIS ROOM

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The sun is bleeding in the thorn tree.
Golden oriole, finches in my neighbor’s yard eat berries
red as menstrual blood.

Remembering your voice like startled water, I drink the quiet
of this room.

 

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