the calligraphy of ballistics
 
The calligraphy of ballistics
illuminates the cursive informality
of death, illuminates the path
that follows the spark
of this stylus that can leap
from an unstable hand.
 
The long silence of impact
balances on its leaden tongue
the hearts of mothers
who have twice carried
their children, who whisper
now to their shadows,
 
to the turned earth below
the stones, inscribed
and newly planted.

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