By Joshua McDermott
The silhouette
transduction: I
experienced the
real thing, which laid
like a bird over
the snow, imprinted
in my brain:
you wearing glasses
and a sweater and shy eyes,
my perceived world
no bigger than a
fingernail: you kissed
me and I knew
the lights were on
and that I wouldn’t have to
guess anymore.
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