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Jun 2015
I didn't feel a rock
in my throat
when I heard the news.
More, the feeling of water
pouring into my lungs
like flower vases.
The stem pushed through my gullet
and orchids bloomed
from my open mouth
and empty eye sockets
so one one could see my sorrows.
Hannah M Hendrickson
Written by
Hannah M Hendrickson  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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