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In The Gloaming PDF
In The Gloaming PDF
Ruth Awad
The hurt returns as it always intended—it is tender
as the inside of my thighs, it is as blue, too. O windless,
Let me look at your face and see a heaven worth having, all
your sorry angels falling off a piano bench, laughing.
Copyright © 2019 by Ruth Awad. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on March 5, 2019, by the
Academy of American Poets.