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ambivalence :: michelle brittan rosado

by on April 3, 2016

as manacle,
joining this

with that.
It’s maniacal,

the balance.
Even my name

is an iamb.
So bail me out

of my veins.
One-drop

or the whole
vial, whatever

is viable.
My navel:

a cable
over the Pacific.

What I became:
my own enclave.

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