A raindrop mirrors
The whole typhoon
Stretched like a spoon
Upon her clear
Curvaceous skin,
Synoptic nude
Fully tattooed
For one instant
With her whole kind’s
Creation myth
So that her fall
Expresses all
The other minds
She’s fallen with.
—Amit Majmudar
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