Poetry: A New Constellation

Ganked with­out shame from slow_poke_poly A New Con­stel­la­tion –Marge Pier­cy We go inter­twined, him and you and me, her and him, you and her, each the cen­ter of our own cir­cle of attrac­tion and com­pul­sion and grav­i­ty. What a con­stel­la­tion we make:…

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