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twenty (your arms/like moons)

by nike, October 6, 2014

sequinsa thousand clear confetti
spangle your arms like moons
the scales of our fish dinner

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the fruit in this poem
cannot be eaten
unlike the poet

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the river remembers where it lives;
no matter how often you turn me away
I will return to the same bed

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Not 2oo words today; but three small haiku, because I was challenged to write them by a friend.

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