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Blunt Arrows
by Janine Euladia
Unrequited
love letters bruise like a blunt arrow
a sense of culpability
yearning
For one I can absorb deep into my flesh
I want a man I can requite
Quench me
02/15/2007 Author's Note: I feel culpable
Posted on 02/16/2007
Copyright © 2026 Janine Euladia
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Becca Kinser on 02/16/07 at 11:38 PM This is good; by the way, I absolutely love that you said you smelled balloons. I'm the person who is amused by people like you. In a good way. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 02/17/07 at 05:05 PM Now why does this poem make me feel thirsty??? |
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