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ISTANBUL, LATE
NIGHT, JUNE
by Lyn Lifshin







under her black cloth
only her palms open.
In her lap, a half
child corpse. Only
her eyes move,
porcelain skin, color
of the palest candles,
asking, pleading.
Resigned. Almost a
doll of ivory, caved
marble. Something
wasn't ok. Something
was too late already

Lyn Lifshin's latest book is Hitchcock Hotel,
a group of poems about the director of the
movie Psycho and his "problematic" personality.