Nesia
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Each HourA Poem by Nesiadead and aroundher heart never foundit was never what she thoughthe said she would be caughtstrange the seed insideit was lovely till it diedthe man i.. |
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NectarineA Poem by NesiaSmoothskin, dark red almost purplesunset Santa Fe orangebright yellowsunshine. soft bruise. vulva shapewhere the stem broke free94378 - Certified Orga.. |
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PassoverA Poem by Nesiataste the bottoms of my feet cocoa and salt from the kitchen floor looking for the sedar plate, the candles, the table cloth a friend had said -.. |
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