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You as a sunset, I as a wildfire 
by Belinda Ahrens


the night the catholic boy falls

in love with the witch-- apples 

bruised and preferred that way

so we pull the same card from

the deck and pretend not to

notice the worms writhing out

of our palms-- this is giving in

or settling and we don’t know

which is worse, but we’ll always 

keep a codeword and a bat

next to the bed 


About Belinda


Belinda Ahrens is a young poet from New York City just beginning to share her voice with the world. She enjoys long drives and stealing flowers out of stranger’s gardens.

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