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If I were you and you were me, the impossible would happen
If I were you and you were me,
the impossible would happen,
I’d declare love-war for you and never return to this emptiness every night
Dec 26, 2023
Your love was sickeningly sour and other poems by Zinia Mitra
Your love was sickeningly sour
as you tinkled your long cocktail glasses
ice-cube cold, a slice of lemon
flavored my long skirt days
May 5, 2023
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