Judith Bishop: an anthropological linguist. her poem, “The Heart Arrested Muscle” “…razor-scarred the shock of branches sparrowed.” choose a place, a street, a square, a ___ by a window--and put yourself in it, and a ghost. a ghost of yourself, if possible, past or future. “here you open your arms / when the man who might have loved you comes.” -- Carol…
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