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Jun 2014
I try to write a glass of water
but end up thinking that if
I were drowning, the one
to dive in and rescue me
could only be you

I try to write the sun,
like a tanner, beating down
on my nakedness, but before
my skin embraces cancer,
you cover me with shade,
sooth my silt



Bonaventure Saptel
Bonaventure Saptel
Written by
Bonaventure Saptel  Toronto, Ontario
(Toronto, Ontario)   
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   Nanna Harrow Haley Y and ---
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