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Matters About Which Unfortunately I Have No Brilliant Opinion to Offer Readers

Sandra Santana
With the arrival of the night
some of his words, like the intermittent
flare [Here, I detected a point
of inflection provoked by the peculiar
nature of desire.

Which came to me
even faster than imagination
since it needs not move at all,
waiting hidden always
everywhere] of a cigarette,
called my attention to a luminous
moment before it faded away.

Copyright © 2011 by Sandra Santana and Forrest Gander. Used with permission of the author.

Sandra Santana