Speaking still
in triangles
the moon's half smile
last night gazes zen
past the brazen
stare of the phone
which kisses my fingers
promises to wake at four
And after that, the flare
of the soft scimitar
of your mouth
dim with sleep
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1) of my WGS students who set up 25 wonderful interactive booths to discuss subjects as varied as the female gaze in films, non-binary erasu...
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