Parading

the desolate air between us is no match

for the brittle orchids we are destined to eat together,
for the brittle orchids we are destined to eat together,
for the brittle orchids we are destined to eat together,
the ashen tulips we will devour voraciously
the ashen tulips we will devour voraciously
take this letter, put it on your tongue,
take this letter, put it on your tongue,
sleep while I keep watch, —Dionne Brand
sleep while I keep watch,
—Dionne Brand

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