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May 2017
fell off a horse and rose to my feet
bruised and dismounted... my eyes chiseled
into sharp orbs.
my bandy limbs, throbbing
from the test.

II

before the fall, i was born -
on the moon.
i never broke a bone
in my eye.
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
(M/USA)   
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