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J U L Y 1 9 9 8 AUBADEby Terese Svoboda | |||||||||||||
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Sinews here and there, his legs twined at desk and all of him bare, mousing around, click, so the child won't wake. Sinews, his sex thick but laptopped, glasses found then lost then a child flushes and my hands on him count only as clothes, as information. Sinews, I say, sotto voce, and he smiles into his screen. At me? Terese Svoboda is the author of several poetry collections, including Mere Mortals (1995). Copyright © 1998 by The Atlantic Monthly Company. All rights reserved. The Atlantic Monthly; July 1998; Aubade; Volume 282, No. 1; page 64. |
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