Your stories which are ghosts
so they think about rising,
and others, in your light,
rising too. As much as
a saint talks to you her words
fly and you’re ready you get
ready when she talks to you.
You didn’t think a saint
would talk to you.
Here we’ll put a ghost
the story of the ghost,
the brightness of our house,
a candle in its mouth.
Flourish in its light,
become skyclad,
hopeful, enbraided.
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