From eight until three, she teaches Shakespearehalf-lit, her eye melting wax from the candle,the flame burning the hole of her pupil.Her vision is Morse code, spy code, a barcode, a bush of mosquitoes with Zika,sluggish, misted from too far with Naled.A soliloquy of flaws, like Hamletthe membrane chooses to be or not to be,detaches an arrow at a time, on pace,before the shaft’s lasered back into itsquiver. Like crackers broken in packetsbut still constrained by shape. Leaded stained glass.Her eye is the poet; no one else seesthe world around her fall into pieces.
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