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Shay Alexi
| a boy named | [redacted] | |
| a boy | [redacted] | |
| [redacted] | ||
| [redacted] | [redacted] | my body |
| I redacted | my body | |
| unspooled | that taut | blushing |
| knit & with it | his hands | |
| I redacted | his hands | |
| I redact | his hands | |
| still now | years | later |
| the | predictable | violence |
| the | fingers | |
| enmeshed in | [redacted] | |
| [redacted] | is | in |
| my | [redacted] | my |
| head | my facebook feed | |
| wearing pink | ||
| amongst flowers | ||
| eating strawberry | ||
| ice cream | ||
| the devil | ||
| has a cold tongue | ||
| warm hands | ||
| good teeth | ||
| the devil | ||
| votes | ||
| & loves | ||
| his sister | ||
| the devil | [redacted] | my body & after |
| my body | stayed | |
| undead | how boring | |
| how dare she | ||
| what’s the better story | ||
| the hard | earned | summer |
| or january’s | mangling | |
| I tell | of the | |
| alive | despite | & somewhere |
| a reader | aches | to redact |
| the alive | I know | |
| you don’t | want me | dead |
| just the | brackets | pried back |
| you want | the cold | that must |
| have made | me | |
| I don’t blame you | ||
| what good | is a girl | but |
| the | brutality | that bore her |
| but a murder | mystery | a moral |
| something | you can sink | |
| your teeth in | ||
| redacted | [redacted] | me |
| redacted | redacts | me |
| still now | years | later |
| the | predictable | violence |
| a tree | buds | |
| back | despite | |
| the winter’s | maiming & everyone | |
| longs | for | |
| the frost | ||
