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Jul 2013
Hold me
He kissed my collarbone
and left seeds in the marrow
that in turn bloomed into myosotis of the bluest blue
When he was away
it was only their vines that
held my bones together
Katie Lorenzo
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Katie Lorenzo  Chicago
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