Liz reading “Stand To” from Salient

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Stand To

Now that you have gone you are forbidden
to tell me where you are.

I live on Field Service Post Cards,
reverie, and the belief
that we are inviolable and eternal
and matter. The big
invulnerable words.

What I want are the soft parts of your body.

Where I stood watch, at your flank, alert,
behind the warm berm of your rib,
close as breath, looking
out at the blank expanse
you would have to cross.

When I think of you my whole body
says fire.

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