BY MARK JACKLEY
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Luis Tiant
Turns his back
winks at God
swivels his hips
Strike one
No wonder —
See him dance,
naked in his way,
unashamed
to love —
rattled
batters miss
Civil War Headstones
— Culpeper, VA
Like the stones
some names
are like little doors
Fate Stewart,
two rows over
from Gip Sword
