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Serena Chopra

Of speaking of the ocean, leaving and incessant between land

Have you imagined enough?

Shepherd miser, you know of the clouds’ abandon

Shepherd, when the sun saves you with a tree’s shadow

How humble is death (who lingers in a bird)

Cicada speak

O O: the blushing spreads as a glacier melts

From the inside, out

Of doubt fed

At everything not in dreams

Shepherd sleeper misuses muse and the day and the day and the day and the day

Tops toppled topless to plains: evolution

Elegy, please do not use end stops

The ring is a home

is an atmosphere coffin

is a muscle spasm at the end of an airway

Serena Chopra

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