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I Have No Names for all My Teacup Babes
I feel always like I am starting over.
As a magpie I gather trinkets under my pillow,
bay leaves and bags of herbs to bring the next lover to me,
to call the next dream-face forward—a picture
painted in the tea leaves.
But truth be told the start-again
is never clean, is never gentle,
and the sweat of all that labour
is a fire on my skin, telling me
I will never resist its wind-cry.
The moon comes when I call, to help me;
midwife, she is, and she carries into being my new selves
like the babes they are, teaches them to
fill long footsteps like hers.
Truth be told, I tire of the destiny
I was given once—I am a teacup
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This is an OH SO LATE kiriban for my darling sis, 
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Finally found the paper it was written on sis!! Hope you enjoy.
Matured for some rough words and such.
. Finally found the paper it was written on sis!! Hope you enjoy.Matured for some rough words and such.
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It's great i really like how you've written this. It takes you in easy ...so on to the next 