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Error Correcting She didn’t touch her. Walking like a hi-jacked plane, she arrived at her subordinate’s meek smile. I could do nothing as she envenomed her prey with her split tongue. Her abrupt injection drew tears.

Untitled I have prepared myself to be struck with elegant daggers but I am sliced open by her critique with no time to fear seeping out

Shy magnetic cape that craves me the harder I push you away the stronger your hold no matter the distance you stray restricted by your current I remain though your ugliness repulses me magnetic cape decorated with the victories of fear intimidate me still as visible as you are to me your power is greater because I wear you invisibly to others who cannot see the constant battle I wage with you so I appear manipulated by my own will magnetic cape that covers every pore you never thought I’d win but gradually you see I can even the score so though you lurk in the shadow of doubt at my heel you are behind me my pale skin now suffers a painful heal that is before me and I face it with a zeal only you could have taught

Eating Strawberries (this poem is pure metaphor) i unplug the green leaves from the top of the firm red berry and delicately cut its heart out to avoid biting the coarse interior i raise the sweet berry to my lips it strikes my face and the creamy white fruit dip is polluted with my juice