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The mist is blowing across the yard
like smoke from a battle.
I am so tired of the women doing dishes
and how smart the men are, and how I want to
bite their mouths and feel their hard cocks against me.
The mist moves, over the bushes
bright with poison ivy and black
berries like stones. I…