Letitia Marie Pratt dear husband: you are doomed to meander the earth alone but she will not have you. you’ve grown wary of scowling rivers that flow between thighs. waters scorch your tongue as your young crawl from my hips...
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Read MoreAdam Patterson My skin is yellow / My hair is long / Between two worlds / I do belong / My father was rich and white / He forced my mother late one night / What do they call me / My name is Saffronia / My name is Saffronia. –...
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