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a bulb of light, a breath, door open like a square of sun the girl taps in to a woman’s voice she’s never heard before, a wish the web an elder’s word

sîkwan sound combed into lake water goose necks settled into the shape of questions

she hears a sequin of mother’s english disc-shaped bead balanced and weighed on the tongue