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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Mouth Is my mouth made of glass shards you use to pierce delicate dreams seep into waking hours: diaphanous clouds burned by swollen words they cannot release in your shadows - words that erupt with night sky flooding the streets we once danced, barefoot: your calloused feet my unsteady steps- trusting you to guide me [&#8230;]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre class="wp-block-verse"><strong>Mouth</strong>

Is my mouth
made of glass
shards you use
to pierce delicate
dreams seep into waking
hours: diaphanous clouds 
burned by swollen words they cannot
release in your shadows -
	

				words that erupt with night sky
				flooding the streets we once
				danced, barefoot: your calloused feet
				my unsteady steps- trusting you 
				to guide me 
						

									
so this is how it ends:
clothing for a week crammed
in the same suitcase I packed
for our honeymoon 
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<pre class="wp-block-verse"><strong>Rain at Night</strong> 

at night, rain falls
so quickly 
I can’t remember
where we bought
butter pecan cones
&amp; I pretended 
to like the flavor or
which street has that
one bedroom house
you wanted to buy -
not then, sometime 
in the distant future
when we had our lives
figured out		</pre>



<p><strong>About the Poet:</strong></p>



<p>Erin Jamieson (she/her) holds an MFA in Creative Writing from Miami University. Her writing has been published in over eighty literary magazines, including a Pushcart Prize nomination. She is the author of a poetry collection (<em>Clothesline</em>, NiftyLit, Feb 2023).  Her latest poetry chapbook, Fairytales, is available from Bottlecap Press. Twitter: @erin_simmer</p><p>The post <a href="https://prachyareview.com/2023/05/02/poems-by-erin-jamieson/">Poems by Erin Jamieson</a> first appeared on <a href="https://prachyareview.com">Prachya Review</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
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