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No One

after Ani Gjika

No one I love was taken

into the woods and shot,

you said. You said

this in a meadow

of a dress and kept

on talking and all

I saw was a forest,

all I heard was one

clean shot and no

one—toward the dear


from EverythingFind more by Andrea Cohen at the library

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Published in Andrea Cohen Poems

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