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poetry by maggie
self-destructNot To YouOld WoundOne LovelyFormal SingularityDon’t Wear the MaskairshowUnwantingSoftly So Thatlost opportunitybetter than icontrolreservedbecause you saidSmother the Flamesno possessionsindirectly yoursyour casting callaftertastenot yet usedi’ll stayAnother Sonnet 3Another Sonnet 2Another Sonnet 1more?
"One never knows which words will get to stay / or like those lives which don't work out, get thrown." — Sonnet 1