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Writing a Love Letter from Belgrade

When I write the word dusam , darling, here, a tiny - must light on top of the S like a bird, perched, but wings spread eternally landing, or taking off, or, with a sh -- sh -- swooshing sound, merely pausing in full swoop atop the serpentine S, eagle dropping to snatch a snake. so you grasp me. so you will fly away. Am I too heavy and sinuous for your claws? Bird, bird, I will scatter my crumbs to keep you here. . . Dusa. Dusa. Dusa.m

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