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Undisclosed Their love is clothedIn the undisclosedThe wind is whippingHer scarf like a flagAnd he flies like a jayBlue feathers furrowed And her eyes are a roundGreen...
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Self Portrait An abyss of selfies in infinite regressLenses shuttered by blackRefrains of fire drowned in hurricanesThe eye impaled by a cryMagnifies the whistles barks...
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days I could not find the sundarling so blue without youday doesn’t die, it does it blind,it furies, it comes and goesin braided bells of birdsongswells and hollows in...
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The Admiral stood hunched over the surgery counter, staring sadly at Phaedra’s placenta. She knew she had to preserve it intact and was resisting an urge to eat it raw....
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