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The Two Witnesses

When I saw your body in the world

I knew exactly who you were, and I

stared at you

as you stared at me, both

of us crawling in through the other’s

eyes, depositing, then

leaving.

You were the one in the bed

getting ready to leave—incurable

woman like a broken

wing

tucked beneath

a sheet.

I was the volunteer girl

for a few hours the

day you died.

You were the woman I would be.

I was the girl you were.

And then

seated at the train window:

Landscape.

Damp faces.

Both of us witness

to everything.