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Mercredi Gras

Because you cannot remember

how on earth you came to hold

these shiny green beads in your hand,

little baby dice sequined in orange and lavender

you’ll rack your brain, surprising yourself

with the recall of the tilt of certain stars

and the flight path of embers gliding up from a fire;

you’ll remember one girl’s laugh echoing in the ( Read more... )