Careful, I Just Won a Prize At the Fair

Careful, I Just Won a Prize At the Fair Don’t remind me how insufficient love is. You threw quarters into a bowl. We are bones and need, all hair and want: this fish won’t swim in a plastic bag forever. My makeshift gown is a candle, my breasts full of milk for our young— whose... Continue Reading →

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