The black balloon
tied to her wrist again, thin hand
floating
an inch above the white
white sheet
The body
a word to be said
into death, one
word
which no one else knows
completely her own—
Night just the shadow of her hell
Franz Wright was born in Vienna in 1953 and grew up in the Northwest, the Midwest, and northern California. His most recent works include
Walking to Martha's Vineyard and
The Beforelife (which was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize) and
Ill Lit: Selected & New Poems. He has been the recipient of two National Endowment for the Arts grants, a Guggenheim Fellowship, a Whiting Fellowship, and the PEN/Voelcker Award for Poetry, among other honors. He works at the Edinburg Center for Mental Health and the Center for Grieving Children and Teenagers and lives in Waltham, Massachusetts, with his wife, Elizabeth.
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