Fady Joudah
Stars hang on a rim,
their pulsating

shudder’s an echinoderm
growing back its limbs

in the abyssal depths,
a bioluminescence

of the departed.
Stars telegram me:

if I’m reproducible,
I’m not necessarily

an inheritance.
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