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No Superlative Litany (2023)

  • ginny
  • Jan 19, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: Sep 10


As if nothing were new anymore,

Except for the world ending—

You remarked, your hands outstretched

to usher a popping, crackling host,

Alive, to your tongue.


As if the world were ending,

Accept departure

and give me your body.

It is the whisper I heard on

A vast and ebbing wind.

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