Sept/Oct 2020 • Vol. XLII No. 5 All of This Is True |

o aberto / the open

rega as violetas com a chuva que se infiltrou pela moldura da janela — uma pequena devoção — e espana o inverno da murcha; deixa a morte no chão. sente o calor bafejante, o húmido sob dedos; enfé a flor para criar raízes, deixa o oco irromper em vivo, ou quase. • • water the violets with the rain that seeped through the window frame — a small devotion — and dust the winter from wilt; leave the death on the floor. feel the fanning heat, the moist under fingers; faith the bloom to make roots, let the hollow erupt into living, or nearly.

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