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Sport 40: 2012
To This
To This
She came from a place of upright pianos
where music was ever a thing to be touched
on newly restored
hammers and strings
and a man with fingers deft
at inlaying walnut
could divine the life of each broken key
but she was in love with drowning sailors
and maps of other islands
and she made her own music by swimming alone
through the loops of their long cities
and learning to sing the tides
and if she had a fear it was of men in suits
and their heavy briefcases
or playground bullies with their busy arms
she thought nothing else could touch her
and so in good faith she had finally come
(or indeed I had brought her)
to this little corner
of Hell—
my world