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Dec 2014
I curved
-thighs flat
against the
mat- feet
to my head
and breathed

Felt my sliding
muscles taut
and thought
of you for two
-briefly-
eight breaths

Your hands
around my
neck

I breathed.
Unfurled myself
with an inhale,
...exhale
Cecelia Francis
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Cecelia Francis  24/Non-binary
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