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emma joy
Poems
Dec 2013
The Remnants of Moldy Bread
I woke up this morning
with red food coloring
streaming down my
ribs and solid gold
tears flooding my lap.
I thought:
"Maybe, if I bury my
face down deep into
the cold, I'll drown."
And then I thought:
"Oh no."
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