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Poem: confessional : she said she could be silent
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Poem: transference : Or maybe it makes them feel pretty. / I don’t know.
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Poem: syllabic : tells you the earth moved you / did all the moving the earth / stood still but you
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Poem: some nights i miss the milky way : i like being a thrill. / it’s easy not to remember.
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Poem: mastery : i would serve a Master / if she were / silent, from a shadow
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Poem: midnight : she’s trouble / she’s always been trouble / but look at her and tell me
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Poem: on the rocks : what i want, / he said, / is a woman
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Poem: six grams of sex : I ate eggs and mangos the whole / week before she came / & showed up at the doorstep;
Mila (Jacob Stetser)
Mila
is a writer, photographer,
& anything else that interests him.