COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
Consider the Otter
Grace you are better
than a bathroom selfie.
I am worse than someone's
rabbit foot good luck charm.
Grace you are greater
than a forgotten Friday poem.
I wanna be someone's
Monday night little spoon.
Grace you are a grave
and I am a new corpse.
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