by Suzán Jiván
The near death
of the irreplaceable
having escaped
being tabulated
as slaves made
from bottle tops
under the moniker
of folk art
with the dry
brush markings
of a hermit
in a hut
made from
the fusty
ink and brush
of the unlucky
secreted away
atop a corrugated
plane an highly
attenuated play
in illusory booties
over shoes...
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