River
from Eiko & KomaTaut current, throughstricken
with night, starlit,
and both of them
facing off. En-
igma tipped to
distortion— *
She floats on swirled
obsidian current. Their
sightlines swim across
each other. Stars
don't look away
from the unfolding,
the going alluvial,
she against his
tenderness.
*cutaway:
to the blanks in her face-slots
FORREST GANDER
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