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Rachel Zucker

Letter [December to Persephone]

Am I the only one to notice the soft layer of haze above snow?

You say you see butterflies in the skeleton pelvis, well,
what about the larger hand of the clock?
Or a cauldron for boiling water?

Did you, do you ever stop falling?

                                 I repeat your name
                                     a word

                                 it almost means
                                     nothing

Do you remember encyclopedias?
I piled up the books so you could reach the table.

Now the only way to recall you is the shape
of your walking away.

Rachel Zucker, Eating in the Underworld. (Wesleyan; 1st edition, February 26, 2003)

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