Woman Holding a Balance a curtain of light unfurls itself
from a window.
a lady smiles into all these
spider-spectrums and shadows.
her delicate fingertips
rest on a set of brass scales,
linger inside the pearly curves.
the scales sway
whispering the truth out loud
it has never been told this way before,
in a swift stroke; it is
this white night floods into a
away from this canvas, and i hear
a car alarm.
it sounds like a strain of music
for an instant.
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]
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