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13.viii.26
all
teeth
ekphrastic
for Si On’s ‘The Magic of Women and Other Stories’
suppose a body
of shattered mirrors
so the skull shows branded
ribs
tell
itch
smooth where you see into the wall
and so perhaps you too reveal
dangle of chains, innids plastic
mostly we’re on fire
words beaten from a grief
or love spew
a dysphoric flower
lolly, gun, grip
the slippers empty now
mainly, though, the teeth
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