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Feb 2019
your lips reveal what

world they rail against--

moistened by applications

of evenfall desires.

i smear their choicest words

across your mouth.

hanging my lips a tingle

from yours in mock betrayal.

then sink their plumpness--

like a ripe fruit fallen

on sodden ground.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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   CK Baker, Jen, Melissa S and Emeka Mokeme
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