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In and Out of Love

by Deborah Russell

Birdsongs
(Salisbury, MD c.1975)

airborne
the whispers
of my skirt
strewn with feathers,
branches and birdsongs
the tangle of shadow
on window lace
a dream
just
a dream
how it slips
through
my fingers





Barefoot
(Ocean City, MD c.1979)

we conquer space
and explore astrology
in invisible ink
write
just enough
words
to breathe
the silence of skin
outside, in - we go
barefoot between



I Arrange My Hair
(Baltimore, MD c. 2004)

Lately, I've been
more relaxed than
I probably should be
I don't seem to mind
cellophane
conversations
as much
as I did before
I even manage
a smile, though your
compliments evaporate
steam-like in the air
But, just before your
eyes fell
on my slim
volume
I heard myself, giggle?
I arrange my hair
and will admit
the most embarrassing
moment (what
caused me to blush)
is not the way you
lean forward
to touch my chair
but how suddenly
I tighten my stomach
before standing
to shake your hand




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