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Apr 2016
the remedy -
i promised healing but there
is more salt than sorry
tank filled with
specs of mica
black ice
quicker like my mouth
hanging open
scooping up the danger on my tongue

i want to be in it.
Deana Luna
Written by
Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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