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fall poem

the toe of a scarecrow’s

boot curls up

when i reach out my

tongue to taste

the bark on a

tree i always make

spaghetti wrong my stomach’s

hurt since i was

three under

that trampoline

a snowflake lives

on my fleece

and so does a lamb


puppy love

If I put on my socks from

seventh grade

if I told you I was made

of strawberry filling would you

still fuck me if

I told you that I prayed

the truck would squish

me into the tunnel wall

would you keep me in your prayers

if i clutch my build-

a -bear

a hand on each

side of my underwear

will you keep me in your prayers?


image: Sophie Jennis