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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Aileen Bassis


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Witness

start large— wars, disasters, smoky sky unfathomable losses you
can't get
your head around these groaning beasts that
growl
in your sleeplessness (a snapping sound darts
into your thoughts) head lines, life lines, heart
creases limp as cut cloth
try to find
pill bottles in the drawer — switch on the kitchen light
to the startled amber sheen of cockroaches
flooding
the counter tucking into tiny spaces between cupboards and walls
flaking
old paint and mold. The world
burrows
between my lips.