Parading

the sun intervenes. Some mornings

in summer, I step outside
in summer, I step outside
in summer, I step outside
and the sky opens
and the sky opens
and pours itself into me
and pours itself into me
as if I were a saint —Lisel Mueller
as if I were a saint
—Lisel Mueller

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