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Xochitl’s Poem: To Chaley

1/27/2013

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today

wing’s drunken bow

haunted in snow

flew away

this swan’s

fine show

glows

beaming apathy

¡white agony!

don’t deny

yr plumes aren’t clamped

lights assign

contempt

spinning spells a-twirl my & me w/

the oceankissing color the black of my neck

& lakes you did break--

as I turn I laughing & chatting to

reeling but it’s hard to drown

turning soft drums

turning to bare suffocation

turning illegal & I’m a john-a-dreams when I met

the sound of my bloodocean but I clung to

catch my heavy heaved breath

down there in my green lean guts

& to breathe water you slid into my sorespace--

everyone swam in w/ yr dark/ curious fringe

sucked the breath right out of me ye

know me in yr eyes

my fear


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