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ALLISON GRAYHURST Replenished poetryrepairs #224 15,05057 JOAN McNERNEY about poetryrepairs #224 15,05057 ALLYSON GRAYHURST My hands, your muscle-toned thighs and the ways between us that unlock the wonder of the thin stones tucked under my pillow. You are glorious like the sun and a river that curls its breath with primal speed. At peace with these broken bones, and even with things felt, but unimagined. You are late October in my arms. Everything is ours. I touch you and know the end, all means of luscious renewal.
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