winter sunlight
traversing row after row
of gravestones
a one-armed man speaks
to someone I cannot see
Ribbons, 16:1, Winter 2020
A Room of My Own: Stock Ticker Tanka
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, CCXCVI: "stock ticker "
a bruised girl’s hand
clutches a slice of bread
in pixels—
a stock ticker flashes past
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