she said:
“i miss your taste”
so i opened the book
to the page where the words
“i miss the way you taste” were written
in bone, a mouthful of earth, the salt tang of blood
the marks where my teeth sank home
…and i said:
“i miss your taste, too”
but she knew what i meant
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