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The Last Time I Saw My Dad in Spirit

You’re swimming like a dolphin, like a merman.

Fish white shoulders roil in the rainbow light.

You scud the wavelets, a small craft.


Your laughter froths the ocean until it laughs too,

and you are a god of the sea, at last: your true form.

Suddenly, you evaporate into the mist of Hy Brasil.


This is the last time I ken your spirit skin

in the shape of my dad. It was just like the algebra

your tried to speak with me, but this time the X

would not be found.

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