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Rain Map

  • Meredith Beard
  • May 4, 2018
  • 1 min read

The needle-thorn cucumbers

are sappy with my blood.

And my knees sit on top of

each other, like a perfect

straight road.

We peeled lemons

On our skin

And i scooped up the rain

Charlotte sent me

From the mountains.

I hope the memories

my body holds

will be enough to keep

me convinced of

love

Creasing Inside our

bone rocks-

Marrow stumps

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