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From Jane Eaton Hamilton:

July 7, 2017

Even now when we’re broken
I long to gorge on you
boomeranged over your knee
clipped to your bedpost

I still love what I couldn’t live through
You meted out slaps till I was
unoxygenated

But still I belong to you, apple to arsenic
(gasp to lungs)

– Airport, from Poetry is Dead Issue 15

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art by heather kai smith for poetry is dead

art by heather kai smith for poetry is dead

 

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