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Crane Giamo


Words 1

a new face appears
                                                   the outline's face—
a locked-in ship
of casually blank gods.

                                                   because you press a lemon to my forehead
here is movement              here,
                in calibration,
                               a word’s its sound.



Words 2

civilization is geometry, convergence—
a mob-
made eye out
of need. trespassing

you'd too plug
its spine

                                              evolving as it does history

                                              its tilt
                                              to powder to
                                              wash—
                                              w/words

                                              to fray such expanse.




Crane Giamo is currently in the MFA program at Colorado State University. Previous work of his has appeared in Little Red Leaves and P-Queue.

 
 
 
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