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Shira Erlichman
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Poems by Shira Erlichman
First Week in Her Bed 1The miracle was that no one was home. I could let the sounds out. The sounds entered through her neck & came out of my mouth. My thighs adagioed. I went 2everywhere she took me. The silence…
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Shira Erlichman
The forest grew around me. Trees / on streets, walking or waiting.