My Sentence

—spring wind with its
             train of spoons,
kidney-bean shaped
             pools, Floridian
humus, cicadas with their
             electric appliance hum, cricket
pulse of dusk under
             the pixilate gold of the trees, fall’s
finish, snow’s white
             afterlife, death’s breath
finishing the monologue Phenomena, The Most Beautiful Girl you
             carved the word because you craved the world

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