for Ily
they say
that the poet
writes only of herself
reflected back
in moments of watching
how much more true then
when the one beheld
is related
through intentional
alignments
made coincident
in institutional predicaments
of discovery and costume
you have
made believable
a practice
of expression
where every possibility
has a landing
of embrace
you justify
a refashioning a faith
that even i
could make sense
or be clothed
or even maybe
live
as myself
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