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bill allegrezza
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November 17, 2004
you are nomad yet
he says
filters gather along
a stretch of polluted beach
she gives him a basket,
and he stabs her
language arises in the colonizing spaces
[. . . in longing sky fire flits . . .]
the doors close
and the oracle packs her bag to leave
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