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Elizabeth Oyibo
Poems
Mar 2019
untitled
every year, the sky weaves a blanket of snow and places it gently onto the earth,
slowly
suffocating
what once was alive, and
suffocating parts of me that have yet to die, I wonder,
what could possibly be left to **** in a graveyard
.
Written by
Elizabeth Oyibo
18/F/Iowa
(18/F/Iowa)
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