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The subjunctive mood

from Varieties of Exile I by Tallinn

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By the pool, aloe on my sunburnt skin, naphthalene fractions on the leeward wind: when the sanctions lifted, we rushed into the breach. The revolution is dead. We are the afterbirth, children of exile swamping the beach, an image of home we'd never seen. A map too coarse to see all the detail as we return again. Give me my terminal lassitude, shimmering with fever: a life in the subjunctive mood. With no eye for detail at once I can see whose benefit all this is for. My image of home: no fields clogged with marabu, overwhelming my eyes with the heat and detail, rereading eighties Didion...

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from Varieties of Exile I, released August 1, 2018

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