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  Sep 2020 Spriha Kant
John Destalo
she could
fold herself

become a box
with a lock

and swallow
the key

so no one
could access

her secrets
she was scared

what would
happen if

they got out
I wasn’t afraid

but the risk
was too great

for her to trust me
  Sep 2020 Spriha Kant
Aparna
skimming through thoughts
kindling fires
crackling;
gust
of
wind
swishing;
dancing flames
burning down to ashes
...
and then there's the smoke,
clouding up my head
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