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Sam Yaziji is a poet from Miami, Florida. He works as the production editor for the print edition of Poetry International. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Zone 3 Press, Antiphony, and Apocalypse Confidential, and his research has appeared in Pulse: The Journal of Science and Culture.
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The Death of an Arch
Once, your hand all arrayed in my hair,
your wandering fingers were silent
pilgrims to this place of Bedouin skull
and brief Zenobian peace. In peace
I spent those months, my joy steeped
in your tealeaves lusher than black soil.
Now, the blood-tarred cloudbloom sprays
shattered colonnade stone across
the sand, into the widening twilight
between our palms. An image of Lethe
if Lethe snaked through a desert littered
with dead arches if leaden water
if marbled stars