shed skin—
I am everywhere
I’ve
ever been
Pippa Phillips
*
a map
on her bridal veil
the flat earths
that lay folded
in
her trousseau
Pippa Phillips
*
new arms
for the venus de milo
she carves herself
back
into
a slab of marble
Pippa Phillips
*
toasting clouds
on an open sun
we tell ghost stories
that end
happily
ever after
Pippa Phillips
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