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Ghazal for Manatees

Ana PrundaruPoetry

Ana Prundaru   four stitches, five, the skin closes like an envelope. a mole is lifted from the mouth of scars.   don’t speak of shaking on the operating table, only how manatees roll over, propeller peeled and silvered with scars.   forget your back before skin tags and lipomas that bloom like red clover […]