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DEVIL DANCER’S DAUGHTER by Laura Sheahen
What does your father do Dance Where in the jungle The jungle When In the night With feathers sharp feathers
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AFTER SAMSON BURNS HER FAMILY’S HOUSE AND GRAIN-FIELDS by William Kelley Woolfitt
Two ruined bodies, galena-black, tar-black, charred flakes of cloth, countenances gone. No ears, or eyes, or lips. Father, sister, offered to a god, fat and gorged, that I deplore; hands folded at the breastbone, as if fire was a balm that soothed, gave them repose; no hair to dress, no skin to wash and stroke.
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ANTIPHON FOR THE OFFICE OF THE DEAD by William Kelley Woolfitt
a powder box and swans-down puff her limp stocking, a green satin fan spangled with dragonflies, curling-tongs small muslin bags, a pumice stone bits of skin, cut-glass bottles, cuticle knife, a darner, nail powder, sealing wax
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