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Erin Atkinson
Poems
May 2014
old wive's tale
I wish i could fold myself
into the sounds
that your tongue makes
and exist in the
fabric of your skin,
all silk and porcelain.
Instead, I am the ringing in your ears.
Written by
Erin Atkinson
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