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Mar 2023
Yellow rubber boots slip on
as soon as you see me
I puddle up
You thrash down on the blue of me
I ripple in hurt
Go ahead
Stomp heel into rainbow gasoline cups
I beg to brim on plastic ankel
Water wallows
A woman who holds breath
For no ones
Boots who don't deserve oxygen or water or color
Lucanna
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Lucanna
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