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Mar 2021
Unravel me.
Plunge your fingers into the depths
of my anatomy-
wade into my rufescent flesh,
strum my fibers,
find me in the fissures
of my ivory bones---
then come back to the surface,
cling to the brims of my clavicles,
and tell me how
beautiful I am.
Patrice A
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Patrice A  22/Genderqueer/ph.
(22/Genderqueer/ph.)   
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