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Durfee is 55 living in
Mark Durfee
Small and fading middle voices;
disgraced to silence for not having
anything left to own,
giving up, swallowing the water.
It is easier to drown
and not see the light anymore
than it is to see what can’t be reached.
And we who have house and home
clear our closets to dress them in a burial suit,
so when they are lowered into our dry ground,
we can say “at least they had a nice set
of (used) clothes.”