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Katie Jean Shinkle | Poetry

the biggest crowd you have ever seen,

row of eyes of trees, squiggle face, no oxygen,

gravity gravitas marshall law

grounds for the taking.


Peanut shells, carbonation, one lane, another,

what a well-placed hug can do.

An allergy is an allergy regardless of X,

the math of it, the expanse.


When I am away from you, what delight,

what fancy, re-strung.

Weight, weight, dent in my bone,

sternum or something

far worse.