I must lie down where all the ladders start
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart

Young but old-feeling, novel-writing nobody; a sucker for cityscapes.
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III

Alexander died this morning,
Leaving his worldly possessions
To the strongest.
I watched an empire fade across his lips.
They propped him up in the sun a while,
And then three women came to scour his body
Like a continent.
I am afraid of what the world will do.
Only this afternoon
I heard two worms conversing
In the shadow of his breastbone.
I slipped out of the palace
And entered a vein of gillyflowers
On the edge of potter’s field.
I will not be missed.
No one even noticed.

From “Letters to a Stranger”

Thomas James

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