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GABEBA BADEROON

The grape picker holds out

his hand full of fruit but turns

his face, the slight, unavailable cast

of his head his most precious possession.

The woman who cleans your house

all day is in the places you cannot be,

touches your sheets.

You hate

what is held back,

not known to you,

kept, stolen, enchanted.