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Molly Bianca Gross

2 POEMS

1.

Finally writing about licking.
Not a tree or a bud or a moon.
Just licking.

A piece of wood, plastic, the roof.
Tongue moving towards licking.


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3.

Love walks in on marbles,
bright and smooth,
and pops in my mouth.

Don't bite or swallow.
Kick love, kiss love,
Soft, faint down, lay down

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