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Sex & Sandalwood

“Speaking of conspiracies, truly, / the only fringe theory / in which I don’t believe is that / myth I might possibly be loved, / that somehow one can…”

Sword of Samæl

“Perhaps I’ve been afraid of being / burned away by love’s untamed flame, its / pain staining black the core of a red / fruit, a sting draining…”

Lyra Davidica

“Peel from their painted paper globes / the broken husks of pulp wrapping / up the lantern-shaded gasps of // your eyes, a brusque crop-failing dusk / dusting over…”