Spotlight on an Enigma

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 In which reaches of my muscles
 do I miss you most?  Like a saint
 hung to dry, humidity’s hot hand
 presses against our foreheads.
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Published by J.A. Markussen

Said Dali to Lorca: …escape from the watch and become a new bodily joint— in the place that corresponds to the sex organs of bread crumbs…

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