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Another Life
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I met him before the wild of the present
another life entirely
(each century our story widening)
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I dreamt it might have happened
grew frightened at the untold unraveling
felt the ocean sweep my body
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bone by bone to dust wept quietly
woke up another person entirely
leaving a dozen centuries widening
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behind me the wild present
and in every retrospection
in every life I have been divided in
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beyond the confines of this body
though still a bodily calling
his voice in every version
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The poetry of Abriana Jette has been featured in The Seneca Review, PLUME Poetry Journal, Poetry New Zealand and many other places.
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