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Besos brujos que me matan

Chamber voices -

she sits in fours;

porphyria morse code stained

in free falling, this is Sarah.

Librarian stripper for Edinburgh's plate

and that holiest of holiest: teenage hands. Mostly female.

Drawing pins in every eye that coughed you  up in therapy,

you grow words beautifully

and your mad heart is a glorious universe.

This is something to fall pregnant.

◄ The Fools Under a Hill

Dante's Goldfish ►

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