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clit

Someone got her clit cut

Someone blindered her

led her into the pit

to keep her clit unlit

Keep it clipped

shut

slit

No pleasure now

No meow

Keep it a spit in the dark keep it dark

Keep it safe stuffed keep it so it had enough

Keep it writ

unwrit

Sit without it

Tie back the lobe

Dog screel keen

Keep her on the mark make her the mark

marketable

Make her market

Table her

Mongrel who done her in

Mongrel

and a twisted yellow rag mongering of it

What a butterfly what a lie to dare

write about her as though she is

a flower

from Daylily Called it a Dangerous MomentFind more by Alessandra Lynch at the library

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Published in Alessandra Lynch Poems

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