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Exquisite Corpse #2
Not even Tarot cards can see past my mess of future
Sickle our bodies, moon-shaped against bed sheets
The pervasiveness of plastic beading through depths
Tonic yields to conflict
I cook for crowds to eat alone
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With many thanks to Jules Wood, Beth Ward, Mallory Smith, Spencer Kingman Graham, and Megan Adelaide for their stellar contributions
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