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Letter by return

Kate Schapira

Hello dear. I am out at death’s door.
Just draw a locked-up and left
bicycle instead of me.

This is me wheat-pasting open-
heart surgery prints onto lampposts
and bus shelters. Thoracic canyons
that anyone might have.
Even me if I am brave enough.
My goal is to reveal them while
I still can, and that
makes me busy. They
say that’s the thing. To keep busy.

Kate Schapira

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