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Jun 2013
Blunt force,
bone broken in half,
temporary tattoo:
that's her, him, and you.
The lions know what to do
when the snow globe shatters
fake flecks clear, revealing the tatters
and making it easier to see
what is outside of me.
Claw
Mane
Blunt force,
just after a kiss on the glass.
Ann Beaver
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