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Two Poems by Ellen Flannery Major

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'and, i

like the mirror of

your face

 i'm not sure,

i think

i want to

rub a hole in it'


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'let me be your flour girl and i can line the cracks in your mucous membranes

and when you think you've reached my corner, i'll shift and leave your palms bare'

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