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Box 6 (portrait)Boyer Rickelwatermark —a backlit page (flat life?) like breath, a condition (flat death?) of the paper death, he said, took his friends’ faces (an eraser wears a hole) he painted himself (through the paper) nests so soft they’re worn as socks what face through the words? a photo someone took —backlit, a condition breath watermarks (soft death) a face “Mark my words,” someone says to assert himself ![]() Boyer Rickel Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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