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by Leon Fedolfi
I am one hour too old to hear what it is they are saying.
Form is formed, and this group has many eyes, limbs, and excuses for being one.
Pam is a name. That name has a body and gender.
She told a story. The story is IF. If I had done this,
I would have been different.
She strides in my imagination.
Sounds and colors paint — all the world
by her invocation.
In the evening dispersion, a feeling of alien.
About the Author
Leon is an aspiring poet. He has published in The Raw Art Review, The Write Launch, High Shelf Press and others. He has a book publishing from UnCollected Press in November of 2021 called The UnInvented Ear.
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