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Loves
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In Knowing You, For But a Moment
On the porch, with grooves of woven twine
embedded into the underbelly of my thighs,
I sit and listen intently for you. My ears perked,
with unruly fire-streaked hair tucked behind them, -
Cycle of Endings
With an ending,
Comes a new beginning.
A constant cycle of rebirth,
an eclipse of emotions.
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“The Girl Who Was a Star”
Have you heard of the girl who went wild?
She saw the moon and began to run:
Just to Jump the stream
Then the mountain
And Into the stars.
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