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Oct 2014
A life tastes so much greener
as my legs are unsheathed
like waves that cut
our ring-spun,
gossamery
teasing
continuum
and (to the mole in the milk of your thigh: I widow in desire)
continuum
tickling
your cheeky
ribs into gravity
like the galaxy grains
of orbit that had screamed
into life echoing so much deeper.
Will J
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Will J  West Virginia
(West Virginia)   
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     Lior Gavra, Caitlin Drew and SPT
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