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T E R E S A L E O
for Leidy Sheeder Bonanno, 1981-2003
Here, it cannot end
the place where I once
saw sparrows crosscut
raw, unblemished fields
you who I did not
know, falling without
form, rage, the only
the most beautiful
word in the English
language, languish this:
what Paris, what place
we go but can't see
what body adjusts
to non-light, to tell
what's torn from what's here
snow suffocates field
you who I did not
know, the news, the one
story about what
happened, a twisted
spike in the gut of
our dark city I
don't want to believe
it's like falling when
you who I did not
know but in some way
did, no words make sense
it is without sense
you, long hair pinned up
more than a photo
on TV, lost worlds:
still, ache, mercy, fist
a way of saying
not this, please, not this
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