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Jan 2016
Curl my spine into candy cane curves
And crush my hands into ******* Jack shapes
Crack the crib of my ribs,
Crunching me– I cannot leave you!
Could you come closer
To this candid cadenza,
This carousel that carries a cavity in its creases?
Candy me, you confectionary killer!
Make me a caramelized, crème brûlée corpse!
Phoebe
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Phoebe
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   Julie Langlais
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