Catching Light

Abigail Wadsworth Serfass
February 3, 2016
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It’s out of my hands, or
             it’s all in my hands
                          Grace, Faith, Beauty
                          O hell
                                       I’m catching light,
city elm and fir, a loose tinfoil
gum wrapper   This is what there is
Not all there is   All there is is so much
more improbable than all the hell
I’ll ever catch   The devil
charming everywhere, and
“Dumb green hands,” my friend

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