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Boy Interlude (2412 #1), by Aidan Forster

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4.0

"We lived in buildings made of vines
and the leaves that grew upon them.
We spent our days putting our fingers
in and out of belt loops, calling
it art. A finger through fabric like a tongue
in a boy’s open mouth. There were days
when we did nothing but fold ourselves
into the river."

very pretty ! yes yes im going thru my poetry books on the train
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