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Stairs by Albert Rollins



Ash Krafton

Do not look for my heart, for it is in India.

It sings with silver bells, the words a feverish heat on the tongue,

while memories are made immortal in tangible scents

and the very dust dances to the rhythm of the rain.

Palm to palm thus heart to heart

I have found my God.

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