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Arachnophobia (for Ewa) Jeff Chapman

You dance just like the spider that you fear, Both palms thrown back and searching up the walls, While waiting for the spider to appear From out the purple ballast where she crawls; Afraid that if she clasps you to her chest, You’ll wear the onyx armor that she wears, And when she sinks her fangs into your flesh, You’ll bear the crimson hour glass she bears; But know her glass and armor have no chance Against your flute of wine and evening dress Because she’s scared to see your finest dance: Your warm embrace and slow narcotic kiss. Keep dancing like the spider that you fear, And terrify her if she dares come near.

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Edition 63 Volume 1  

Fall 2010. Brushfire is UNR's oldest literature & arts journal. Brushfire publishes biannually, check out our website for more info! unrbrus...

Edition 63 Volume 1  

Fall 2010. Brushfire is UNR's oldest literature & arts journal. Brushfire publishes biannually, check out our website for more info! unrbrus...

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