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Spectrum

Dora Malech

Try a red wafer on white paper.
By holding, made whole, holy,
so sepulchered. Above, surplus
of sepals, borne bracts, a garden
throwing up her hands, spectacle,
green specter, then gone. Brace
your capillaries, babe. Today's
family is a mouthful: moth, farther,
bother, cistern. Look. There's
the orphan's orphan boarding a bus.



Dora Malech

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