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Jul 2020
What did you hurl?
Tell me all the lies. Pain-
and truth stand on stage.

Predawn jasmines,
open their eyes to
salute the sun.

A ligature bruise
on the body of moon speaks
of brutal assault.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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