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backwoods spirit crossing
BACKWOODS SPIRIT CROSSING
she slides / a mason jar of pondwater / across the termite-writhing table to me / centipede legs flating / on the surface / of this standingwater mosquito nest
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out on haint blue porch / we divide / the eggs between us / over swigs of moonshine marsh / breaking witching hour into shards / slicing our palms / to bleed out ghostlight / a river we cannot cross
i pass the jar back / watching from the parasites burrowed in my eyes / it is only when ensnared between worlds are we able / to drink
from this appalachian rainshadow
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