mangle my name in your mouth

choke on each syllable


as the curls in my hair


as the fated course we’re on

destiny is a four lettered word

that you can’t pronounce

Go home

repatriate yourself

swim in the bowels of the womb

that birthed you


make yourself new

learn a love, cut it up, bake it

into your grin

like cinnamon



tell me

my name again

–A. Long

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