Poetry. "In the ribbons the light makes between night and the window. Objects offer only their parts, only an angle of their face. A cactus seen from a bedroom appears dense as an animal, a hot black being crouched outside on the gravel. The scent of another girl's dresses and her lace church gloves on the white formica dresser strangely suburban in the this adobe house, in this teeming Sonoran desert"--from Saline. "Again and again, a mindful image...
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