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Parker Sera
eponychium / train as mother / lake as mother / trying to sleep on amtrak My body tucked up like a new calf rumbles into the night My light bones folded onto themselves I’m borne forward When I get there the air will be sweet as alfalfa, my breath will crystallize onto my new eyelashes, I will see the world I will not hurt my mother any more than I have to When it’s time to stand up I will only wobble a little in the cold air First day A winter bath in the biggest lake Wave hi Hi mom |
