Compathy by Shannon Jonas

Compathy
Shannon Jonas
30 pages, side-stapled

Out of Print

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Fatalism

when we turn off the lights in this house

what is left in the absence of light

is a wandering

& decimated tribe of gods—



—& now the anodynic kneel when I wash my face alone—the coward’s hour


you lie asleep like a body of water I thought I had discovered



a mirror that holds my form—



nine crows yonder rouse & spread outward
—away from us

the sky cleareth


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