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Gestation

floods with vinegar

gypsy hand

climbs soft spine

through skin our kin

intertwine

Sound surrounds

the fetal orobori.

Parastic

cryptophasia:

“When you’re

called from the void

you’ll awaken feasting on your flesh

hanging

by a thread

over a million teeth.

Til the day I climb out your ribcage

and blossom from the nectars of your marrow”

Fall down the stairs.

Lakshmi and Krishna are dying inside me.