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| metalhead (profile) wrote, on 8-18-2009 at 7:45pm | |
| Subject: Badriya |
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| Perhaps my father's name will pass on extra-genetic traits that will allow her fingers to be linguists, or call the cat that tore the tongues from our faces and left us a site for reconstruction. Perhaps I will carry her in the folds of my pockets, the full moon rising on the sound of horse hair in the wind. But it's likely I'll feed her as my mother did me, feasting on founding fathers and Great Expectations, though the cat remains curled in the corners of our mouths waiting for a thoughtless sigh or a Please pass the butter. So together we dangle among our twin ribs, belonging, at the moment, only to each other. |
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