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BEFORE WE MET by Julie Benesh

From a decade away I could see the

Shimmer of heat from your

Barbecue.

 

I am sure you wish you knew me

Then. I was that baleful

Princess.

 

Eyes like cheap plastic

Earrings from

Macy’s.

 

Dudes on the el

Snapping photos of my sandaled

Feet.

 

Scent of cilantro and

Urine.

 

Saucy on the

Outside.

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