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To Shelby…

POETIC INSPIRATION Things I Didn’t Know I Loved by Nazim Kimet.
HOME SOUNDS LIKE My dad’s music leaking through the vents and floorboards into my sister’s and my bedroom, humming and buzzing late into the night as we slept.
ON MY FRIDGE My Washington Park T-Ball trading card featuring me at age 6, 3’8″ and 55 pounds.

The Moon Lays In Bed With Me

and we compare definitions of home.
Moon croons of gravity,
pull and cycle.
She swings into my window,
I give her the scent of latke oil
and Shabbes candle wax.
I show her the orchard
of split tongues.

A sway settles in us:
the shiftinginfinite home
of diaspora.

The Moon Lays In Bed With Me

and we compare definitions of home.
Moon croons of gravity,
pull and cycle.
She swings into my window,
I give her the scent of latke oil
and Shabbes candle wax.
I show her the orchard
of split tongues.

A sway settles in us:
the shiftinginfinite home
of diaspora.

Shelby Handler, 23

Seattle / Denver, CO

 
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