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Sarcophagus of the Spouses


  (Villa Giulia, Rome)   —for my wife   Reared up on top of their terracotta tomb they look almost alive—perhaps because they almost are. They glare directly at us with thin grins beneath their empty eyes, where once their eyes had been. There is an animal-alertness to their faces, a fixed, fawn-like stare, as […]

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