Kate Greenstreet

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[The giant takes us]

The giant takes us
down. A man with no arms.

What made today
is concordant,
the brief decisive phase we call fear.

I look to that whited-over part and see a face.
Then I look to the black and
see the same face.

There were tunnels… chambers
beneath some of the sidewalks… page after page of places…

The last thing you think of.
Won’ t be my fluffy blonde hair.