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Aug 29
Tres Tacos Al Pastor
Not a Tuesday but
A Wednesday

Oh
Holy
Guacamole
****
Day
Camel
Toe

Wow

I kissed him
I kissed him on my 30th birthday
My eyes were closed and it was my Very first
1st

My first time with a man
And he smelled like no woman
I'd ever smelled before

It made me think
Of white
Polar
Bears
Cause
He was
White and older but

His eyes twinkled
He looked
NHS

Just
Like
Jolly
St. Nick
White beard trim

But big bellied
And my age hit
By three multiples

-7-

But we all
Must have
A first

Mine was just
A little bit different than
Yours was

I'm a never
****
So
That's
One
Difference

Then
Came
This
Poem

May 17, 2019
My 30th birthday

Hypnotism

I don't know which spiraling circle
Was the the last straw
Or if there was
A Needle
At All
But
I'm still
Falling deeper
Into the bottomless
Golden sea of broken glass
Until end turns time for one more .
.
.
Taco
#holyinstant
#holyguacamole
#legobatman
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Written by
Evangeline Ruth Hope  Transfeminine/South Lake, Utah
(Transfeminine/South Lake, Utah)   
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