Shaw, Alix Anne 2015
low red door I enter in
the desert slaked by rain
in this a kind of format
an interstice a splice
between the sad time
and the next sad time
– Alix Anne Shaw, “Parturition”
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My friends, the kind weather is over. On the street, I turn my eyes
from the men who wait at the corner, poised to pry the slightest
opening. The sign says please break boxes, but it looks like please
– Alix Anne Shaw, “Schrödinger’s Cat is Mine Now”
