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—for Scarlett Lee Moore

This voice looks good in gold.

This voice unfolds perfumed notes.

This voice braids beads and blues.


This voice won’t come late for dinner.

This voice gobbles up the sweet meats.


This voice puts taps in tired-dog feet.

This voice wears smoky incense ribbons.


This voice knows holy women and secret girls.

This voice makes the bed, but does not sleep.

This voice moves with hearty healthy hips—hold tight!

Scarletts Song

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