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Dec 2014
I diluted
the piles
of bile
in my organs
with half
a bottle
of water

As once
I woke, -felt
the blob of
thickness
sloshing about-
knew it'd be one of
those mornings
on my knees
before the
royal throne

I still
taste
sour acid
and
the miasma
is still
swirling
Finals week
Cecelia Francis
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Cecelia Francis  24/Non-binary
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