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Six Surprises




ears stuffed with wax—

now hearing Circe

on the inside




scraping the ink

off my pages, sending it

for biopsy




one palm open

in surrender, the other

rubs the genie lamp




not for your pleasure

the winter bird sings—

it sings




thinking I outgrew

myself, finding out

I still fit




surprise! the genie

says no to three wishes

gives fifteen instead

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