3AM Nign she sang as if looking through the magnifying glass lullaby’s every heave, a thesis on slowing down, peeling – each note, a pit assessing its fullness lullaby’s underside, hymn to darkness (sleep no longer a goal but a side-effect) of the dream’s reaffirmed primacy two silences on each side of her amplifying the song’s timing – family of three,  thickening liquid poured in and out of the bedroom’s cup Jake Marmer’s first poetry collection Jazz Talmud was published in 2012.

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