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Two Poems for Matthew Shepard

But what about the blue dory—the soul

—Thief the sun Thief the rain

Into love

the size of a silver dollar

[the soul] disappeared

to a pencil point then

nothing.

Left

his nails

and his hair.

Door in the Mountain

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