Author: Gabi Graceffo

RACHEL BETESH
The Fine Air

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tasting of pine, clear
breath of it

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He won’t stay up
when I need him so I stay out late

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Somewhere the lake’s shore
meets the overcast dark

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You left and the earth bent your sorrow out of view.

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I say, upon hearing the name, imma write
a poem with that title

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Where has all the gone
Siphoned from your banks to trim with valuation

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In my living room I have a painting of my living room.

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Like each year, Maryann is soaking raisins

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My father begot me without a sound
I grow up
without new words

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View our 2023 James Welch Prize winners and finalists in this online folio, featuring the full poems of m.s. RedCherries and Nicole Wallace.