Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

no ledge to climb up to—like a swimmer

who walks out of the water at sunset
who walks out of the water at sunset
shaking the drops off, it just flies open. (Anne Carson)
shaking the drops off, it just flies open. (Anne Carson)

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