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DumplingI am a hot little dumpling of a / woman, fragrant pillows, dimples— / I am a sweet and steamy comfort,
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Apr 29, 2022
The magicis gone; no shiny coin / or sacred fawn or star / to set our compass on.
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Dec 30, 2021
En garde!We're old swords, my / lovely— dogged, not / learning from the two
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Nov 9, 2021
BangAll night delighting, / then a duel at dawn; / next time let's not
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May 28, 2021
My heart on a stick.It's what you wanted, / right? A prime cut, cool / in the middle and hot
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Aug 19, 2020
Buck MoonThat July, / I was a jar / of fireflies;
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May 6, 2020
Hungry daysOn hungry days, I hail / the hunt, squint my / eyes and spin my guns.
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Apr 30, 2020
small graces in turbulent timesAt least my cherry tree / will blossom soon.
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Apr 30, 2020
DevotionalI've had to struggle / for every good thing. / You came easy.
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Mar 8, 2020
WomenThere's always one who knows / best, one who makes her best / guess, always one who just left, one
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Feb 29, 2020
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