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Wednesday, January 7, 2015

poem || Jeff Harrison

Mata Hari

shell sewer spat of village
serrated black evaporated year
you begin unknown-of-love avalanches
your pendulum never sheds sunlight
shawl of the orphans tonight
their bouquets regret your shrugged hands
your shrugged hands bouquets of regret

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