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Apr 2020
as april's breath blows

on her lover's cheek--3d

printed webs wear the

faces of impossibly long

symmetries.

wherefrom lint ball spiders crumble

and tuck in the eight of their legs,

reflecting the eight apples of their eyes--

sliding up or down on that

unbaited breath.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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   Michelle
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