July 11, 2009
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you grew up
inside a drop of holy water,
holy with defense of its happy ignorance.
and when it burst open,
squeezed as if it were a liquid balloon
through a smoothie straw,
i watched, i watched
your anxiety pop open, too.

you are beautiful

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