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Winter
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Poems 2010 Hysteria slipped behind her eyelids
and nestled itself between slight twitches of lips.
Zip codes are directly linked to mannerisms
as she separates her eggs, discards
the yoke, and seizes the half baked
ideals of suburbia between two fingers
before soaking them in her saliva.
Chewing.
Spitting.
Outside
it’s changing, dying
as winter tries to etch its fingers into apple cores
and withers
to the tone of dead leaves drifting
drifting
drifting
drifting
