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Rachel Shabalin's "Isolation Haiku"

I.

The crows mark the sky

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like fingerprints, blotches

of ink smudged across the page.

II.

Picking the lint off my couch,

I forget the time. In some ways,

I have never felt more here.

III.

The fly absorbs light

from the window. My only

companion for two weeks.

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