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by Irene Cooper

to a certain nobody:

a pair of wingtips is not

a means to fly even if

you are not in love

with the lies of the father

the rain can be taken

for medicine a boy has

seventy-two castanets

such doors seep

light in small doses

flush his golden hands.

About the Author

Irene Cooper’s poems appear online and in print. She is a freelance copywriter, facilitates creative writing workshops in Central Oregon, and co-edits The Stay Project. Committal, her first novel, is forthcoming from Vegetarian Alcoholic Press in 2020.

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