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Exquisite Corpse #2

Not even Tarot cards can see past my mess of future

Sickle our bodies, moon-shaped against bed sheets

The pervasiveness of plastic beading through depths

Tonic yields to conflict

I cook for crowds to eat alone



With many thanks to Jules Wood, Beth Ward, Mallory Smith, Spencer Kingman Graham, and Megan Adelaide for their stellar contributions

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