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kfaye
Poems
Jul 2023
Untitled
it’s a tepid nectar
that now drips from these leather-winged amphora jars :
they circle, like harpies
down to us upon tumble-hot currents spinning off the face of the
earth
but there are subterranean cisterns
of something else
out there :
cool water
against us.
and my syrup-stuck lips are
dry
for
it.
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kfaye
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