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Category: poetry
APHORISM 20Feb2023
Desire-Friendship-Charity: Will you risk yourself for love?
Turning over: awake
Bloody birth wriggling from the womb. Cries of life after the first difficult breath. How to grasp this new thread Tightening itself within the tapestry?
CALL ME MAGGIE 