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blossoms
by Angela Thomasi let you in. i let you in. i let you
in, you bastard. and before i knew it
i had opened up. opened up. i was standing
before you shameless with my skirt around
my ankles and my hands upon my back.
and i cried out, out loud, i cried
out loud, know. know me. have me. take
me. my hands. and the smell. of dirt.
of dirt and of cotton. fresh from the line,
soaking in sun. i was clean, pure
light. not dark, but light. light like the
sun shining on the line. of the cotton,
shameless. a skirt. i let you in. bastard.
i knew what was right. i let you in. 08/19/2008 Posted on 08/19/2008
Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
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