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Jul 2011
Feathered hair falling
Across downcast eyes; take in
forms of pear-shaped girls.

Stretch this pale body
Like a cat. On the stage (yours)
Girls hover like birds.

Do you belong here?
Back behind the black curtains
Closed doors and thick ropes?

**** as a newborn
Flat, inside-out and exposed
Beige hair made of sand

Close-holding muscled
Armsβ€”hold this hourglass waist
To legs arms bodyβ€”

Lips of dark coral
Flush from the snow (white) outside
Taste it on your tongue
Vidya
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   Joel M Frye and ---
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