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*Ballad*
Taking from lines their submerged ostinato controlled vibrations hum, humming into webbed corners a thread balled, then, unraveled:
Below the bath, wanting bone on my skin, cagey petticoats, the crinoline length of skin-fabric evading sound Rushes, carrying steel, Salutes.
Allison Kissell grew up in Bolivia and Minnesota and now lives in Chicago. She is an aspiring college graduate.
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