A
Day After
Lyn Lifshin
its not
that the
air seems fresher,
it is, April 12, one
of those perfect
Virginia mornings
but you know by
noon it will be
warm honey light.
The medical test
went well, the
cat didn't shit
under the bed. The
metro's not jammed
yet but if they
don't close the
door something in
me might leap
out into the green,
this jade that
never can be quite
this way again
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