How
- May 13
- 1 min read
By Sophia Leat
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Written with the intensity of the Russian dialect, interact with the uncertainty of a calf's first steps.
What suit to follow remains unbeknownst to me, so I lean into the desire of feeling.
I blink and blink and blink, though I cannot seem to rid my eyes of the remnants of my emergence
— it has managed to remain unwavering ambiguity.
My presence as uncomfortable and unavoidable as gastrointestinal issues
— as a concave mirror my focal point remains undiscovered.
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