Parading

the moon arcing at night

between the rough map of the stars, the fruit held in
between the rough map of the stars, the fruit held in
the mouth, & yes, & yes, & yes. It comes back as light. —Devin Kelly
the mouth, & yes, & yes, & yes. It comes back as light.
—Devin Kelly

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