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The Heart in Parts
Ink-muddled tears on / the paper that I couldn’t / speak of, forever
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White-Tailed Deer Elegy
Body like a moon on the edge of universe / rotating softly like a dancer / bound to never cease moving
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Eating the entire Meal
If you were to clench pursed lips- motion toward some labial crease in the sky- you would probably find a migratory mantra.
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My fingers are this water faucet
Existence is sweet – savor it / in the crevices of your dried and cracked lips.
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symptoms of the season
since it’s already sunk into my bones / and caressed me past the point of redemption
The Etymos Review is a student-run literature & art magazine dedicated to sharing the voices of today’s youth. Our motto, “At the Root of Ourselves,” encourages today’s artists to find that feeling within themselves and share it with the world.
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At the Root of Ourselves