New Valkyrie

…

Dear, I would be a terrible chooser
of the dead.

How to keep my eyes clear
while determining

which half lived, which
died—today

a woman I love was told
she had an illness spread

too far to cure. She isn’t yet forty.
Why can’t we undo it, she said

down the phone.
I’d like to be impartial,

immortal, to seem to consider,
and let her live.

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