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though your shadow is already airborne rising out the Earth as moonlight still warm on your lips, impatient the way a headstone is no longer carried once it turns full length to embrace lift your arms around it, pressing them against its breasts, its lifeless throat for whispers, for kisses and bitter air. Simon Perchik is an attorney whose poems have appeared in Partisan Review, The Nation, Poetry, Osiris, The New Yorker, and elsewhere. His most recent collection is Almost Rain, published by River Otter Press (2013). For more information, including free e-books, his essay titled “Magic, Illusion and Other Realities” please visit his website at www.simonperchik.com.