Non-Erotic Poetrysaving Gracehe sang a sprawl of stars
to glitter in her desert
fooled jerichos the rains had come
counted grains of sand
named each a world
painted a vortex
on her sole
a bird upon her throat
with hope
she'd find her sea again
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