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(Curse)Cindy St. JohnA man holds a snake by the neck the inverse is also true fist full love harvesting tomatoes our okra doesn’t look like okra my face doesn’t look like my face but I don’t know what okra is supposed to look like *** I dreamt a man held a snake by the neck and at the end of the snake was another snake and another man this is real this went on for some distance man-snake-hand-neck neck-hand-snake-man and this is not a dream *** Snake’s don’t really have necks but you know what I mean. There used to be light inside my body there will be light Cindy St. John Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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