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Poem

I think of your face and of its deepest bewilderment.
It makes me sad as if the morning
were a tower or pair
of them—haunted and pure,
degenerate, elevated, strange of view
in solitude.

Katy Lederer
Winter Sex
Verse Press

July 2025

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