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Afrodita Nikolova

Sandals

She wears
sandals.
Her mother
bought her
the leather
sandals
as a birthday
present;
She presents
the sandals
to the
world.
Not to
me.
I feel
like
an outstripped
sandal
when
she

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Mirror

My bones
crush in
the mirror.
''You've lost your job''
I crush
the mirror.
In the
tiny mirror
bit
I'm about
to crush
thoroughly.
Beside
the
crushed
mirror
bits
two
arms
embrace

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Misunderstanding

('Als das Kind ein Kind war')

Wings were fretting
between
paper
sheets of
her biology
note-
book.

An eye
flicker,
between
mud&rain rustles
winged
cross-bearer
under
the left
page
of her

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Hands

In lack of
red,
I paint
you in
blue. I do
put
away the knife
in the chest
of drawers.
The clothes are
clean
in the closet
under the bed
old
photographs bits of
dust &sweat sighs and moans
are withering,
in boxes.
like long not heard Bach's
toccata.

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Rattlesnakes

You and I
Snake's nest.

Rattlesnakes
In warm summer
Under a weeping willow
We're weeping in sleep suntrap
Burning deep down and downtown.

You and I suntrap and sleeplessness.
Exhausted and enclosed
For a life.
Dis-barefaced.
Pale tiny berries

People.

Poisonous and earthly
Under the weeping willow
Asleep

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Voice

And I lay still and snow dust
is burning my skin.
Snow dust is burning to me,
burning never burning out
Orange
Orange
a grey moon.

And I am becoming strings
strings of violas
guitars
violoncellos;

Strings of all
string instruments
when they are searing me
starting to sear me
like orange
like orange
and before I become

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Yadu

Trees cover her
in red lured by
the skirts in Prague.
There is grass that
grows: (while sharks mourn
the larks of some vermilion lips)
high-heels. They stir
waters. Birds. When
the turn of cars
stops the parting
of punk pink people she recalls Dad:

how he would curl
by the world's need
of blurbs on dark
skies and stars-walk
the park with wide open umbrellas.

Lesbian. Sir,
she's a girl lo-

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Blueness

Blue moon
shrill dandelion and
a pocket of fallen teeth
happen once
in a bruised moon.

The noon when mother
sugarcoated
her skin
when civil rights movement
painted its face-skin white
commedians dell'arte
locked jaws
a pocket of fallen teeth
shrill dandelion and
a bruised moon
happened once
in a blue noon.

Mother painted her body

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B(l) o: dy language

The flip of the nape:
flips of hair heads
touching invisible foreheads.
Feet opening to
each
other:
Breeze
Alcohol breeze-
Knees: hers flipping the
dripping of American accent mouth:
What is Florida like at past midnight-
in England
the people merge on the streets
forgetting
yellow: black spotted lizards.
Sometimes you feel
kind of
tired
knees: his flat on the floor
recall Fulbourn in

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Ex-Lovers (a found poem*, October,2012)

Borrow my allergies
uptight
as we ate grape
fruits and pinned
numb-
ers-long

Borrow my parts
grandmothers;

Sort out my bank account
sort out my bank account
ridiculously&surely
borrow me
without
an
interest
rate.
Without
love.

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