Cristina J. Baptista: Taking Her Back
To the Morgan
Let me be your scrivener, thrusting
ink on your sails.
No—
it is there, how sky slips
between folds, writing its words
in a history of secret languages,
eternal stories that linger in air and,
by morning,
are gone.
Let me record them, then
now, with
temptation and tempting pen,
with my awe and with my wonder.
Let me fold myself
amidst canvas and conspiracy
to let silence do all the talking.
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