by Anne Carson
You can write on a wall with a fish
heart, it’s because of the phosphorous.
They eat it. There are shacks like that
down along the river. I am writing this
to be as a wrong as possible to you.
Replace the door when you leave, it
says. Now you tell me how wrong that
is, how long it glows. Tell me.
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