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a (single) love poem some time back life sucked my vacant mouth void as a stringless guitar and my teeth like quiesced crickets crawled shaping soundless words waiting till one winter morning i fell in love with the dapple-dyed dawn’s dance out my window and the snug of my bed in the day-bud liminal spent lying (almost) awake i fell in love with the wind in the trees and the trees in the wind how my baby sister eats cake both fists full

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Profile for Virginia Literary Review

Virginia Literary Review: Spring 2017  

Virginia Literary Review: Spring 2017