Tag: poetry
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Poetry: I Envy Eve
when i’m not careful,i catch myself in the mirrorgreen as her fig leaves vying to know someonewith a lower abdomen pain:not quite heartache,not quite a broken heart,but quite a rib-shaped hole. it fitsonemade for a partner already found
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Poetry: Snowflake
the term: beingsoftsensitivesmallgently, gracefully, they fallperfect and uniqueyet not often considered isafter they melt,not seen, but feltthey rise again, complete