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Liliaceous

In a world with baskets lined in gingham
and bowls of sherbet balls in ginger ale

and pinking shears,
I try not to be cotton, not

liliaceous,
not a pie with crimped edges.

I want to be the hot oven,
and jagged ends,

a rough plank and splinters
and the spider's trap.






























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