Page 5 - Reflectoem Magazine Issue 06
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White Heat





                                           Joan McNerney


                                                   New York






                           This dry moment,
                           we lay in sweat beds.


                           Limp flowers turned
                           into themselves.


                           A bottle bursts
                           filling the sidewalk
                           with curdled milk.


                           Throat of bird...
                           swollen, screaming
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