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Monday, August 29, 2011
Mermaids
Category: Poetry/LyricsBlack-tipped fins,
black-tipped wings,
black-lipped things
that smile through the seaweed,
their squid-ink-smeared faces alight.
A sliver of gold
for their blunt teeth to hold
and they slither away in delight.
Posted by Cora Broomfield on 08/29 at 02:45 PM
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