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it is in your self-interest to find a way to be very tender
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This poem is wonderful. The imagery you use is beautiful and I like the structure and meter that you use for it. <3

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Your thread-quote (it is in your self-interest to find a way to be very tender) is so perfect. Both of these poems read like open wounds, like tender wounds. How does a voice achieve that, ahhhh <3 <3 <3




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<333 for the comments, it's nice to know people are reading and enjoying this!

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Wow, I really love your style of poetry. :)
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autumn gave you its coat of red. this
was how we knew. boars kissed the
bark of trees with their tusks and our
fingers were sticky with sap. i asked
if we should make fire and you laughed,
you said no, we are wild now, like animals.
i tripped on a root and you pulled me up,
you pointed at the sun when i thought
we might be lost. found ourselves on the banks
of the river, your eyes gilded with sunlight,
your hair wet and splayed like antlers.
we laid down on red leaves and there were
shapes inside of me that wore red too.
a hunter's heart, a hunter's mouth.
we held hands walking into the woods
but only one of us came out.
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Ugh your poetry is so lovely. I love that last one and especially the lines one through four, it's a great beginning to the piece.

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the gun unloaded, the past unspun,
the stamps quartered and drawn. i
walked through customs and had no
choice to make. here are my hands
and here is my body and here are
my papers and bags, all of them empty.


I really envy the sound of your poetry. Every time I read it I want to say it out loud because the words feel so good together. It doesn't feel like spoken-word poetry necessarily, but it feels like poetry that was meant to be spoken.




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I just want to say that, all your poetry is lovely. Its flow is smooth and gentle, and I love it so much. C:
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