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Apr 2017
Dusk:
She takes the darkness into her sequestered bed,
tucked beneath the sheets,
and lets it shine with a penumbrous glow.

Dawn:
She places the darkness between her lips,
gently thrusts it to the back of her sonorous throat,
and hides it behind her sweet Southern smile.
Kiki's Beautiful Bones
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   SK O'Sullivan
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