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Mark Alan Williams
 
 LITURGY
 
 Sunday mornings
 I push myself upright
 to watch as
 she dresses,
 observing the broad
 plane of jaw to cheekbone,
 her throatÕs edge
 stretched forward.
 Her body
 lined with shadows
 straightens:
 denim brushes up
 knees, thighs. These
 are the Sunday rituals
 of folding and putting away.
 Quiet sacrament of the
 some other time;
 pipe organ hymn
 to cigarettes
 tapped back in packages;
 resurrection of buttons--
 lip gloss--keys.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Mark Alan Williams is a PhD fellow at the University of Louisville, where he studies Rhetoric and Composition. His poems have recently been published in the Tulane Review and Honeyland Review
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