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Sep 2020
your memory hunts me like
the                                         hungry
tigress  ­                                 creeping
through                ­                the
tall                                         ­grass
silent                                     invisible
care--­-ful---ly                       stepping
eyes                    ­                   focused
claws hold and fangs stab
then the words of the love song bleed warm from my neck
MT Browder
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MT Browder
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