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Box 6 (portrait)

Boyer Rickel

watermark     —a backlit page        (flat life?)     like breath, a condition     (flat death?)

of the paper    death, he said, took his friends’ faces     (an eraser  wears a hole)    he

painted himself    (through the paper)    nests so soft they’re worn as socks    what face

through the words?           a photo someone took     —backlit, a condition           breath

watermarks (soft death) a face    “Mark my words,” someone says     to assert himself

Boyer Rickel

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