Poem: ‘Too Much Information’
Rae Armantrout, 22 April 2021
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Dears,
the backwards-facing S,a decoration in the iron rail,was here when I came,with its extra curlicuesat each end,and a miniatureversion of itselflike a foetusaffixed to its middle.
I’m telling you more, perhaps,than you need to know.
The sun on