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by Z.D. Dicks


Through thick mulch


                                          she meanders


pink plump flesh


                                   eating away black


waving end


                          what would be head


to frozen star night


lace and crystal


                                 crown her


for a debut




a downpour of rain


                                        twists to thin spatter


she’s gripped


                             locked and wrapped


spider clawed


                         touched by worn fangs 

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