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mira
Poems
Oct 2021
my heart is safe in the temple of your ribcage
you are (nothing if) not a fool
I didn't win you working wet-necked tricks that I
invented for boys -
un-sacred boys
I bore you my soul in a jar -
soaking in jasmine tea,
no perfume,
disintegrating in thick devotion
you set it in the sun
and told me it deserved more than that.
Written by
mira
angel's landing, utah
(angel's landing, utah)
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