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  • Poetry

    “Crepuscule” by Daisy Bassen

    Vanity is important as snow,
    As the deer in the yard
    That is covered by snow, unpocked
    With boot-prints. She was more beautiful
    As a fawn. I wanted her to be mine,
    To come every twilight and look at me
    Because we were alike somehow
    And it was worth the risk to stand there,
    Like an India ink etching, a meal for a coyote.
    But I was irrelevant or perhaps deer do not see
    Very well when night is coming,

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