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‘The moth locked up all / winter in the strongbox.’

I’m more the drunken slut kind of feminist, or A Treatise on Political Philosophy at the Apex of American Empire

‘Out of the Zeitgeist / and onto the party barge.’

‘But here we are again, you and I, the / two of us, tangled / up and biological.’

‘When I was younger I drafted a memory. / I drew a rectangle on a piece of card / and called it a computer.’

‘untranslatable hissed interruptions / unspeakable wide chapped lips’

‘Lover, does it matter / how the river spends its glitter’