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  • A.K. Lee

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"Who am I?" I ask the world.

The wind rustles through leaves and grass.

I am listening.


Hazy afternoon.

Common mynas curving through the air.

Time to go home.


You said

"Not until then."

It is now.


Gomphrena blossoms

Cut and dried in the sun.

Colorful corpses.


Yesterday I made tea and drank it alone.

Good tea.

Good company.


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