Annabelle James Poems

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1.
Thoughts On A Bowl

A black hollow bowl,
The bowl...
Is my heart
I am a pioneer of pain
...

2.
Catherine (They Called Us Dykes, We Called Them Lonely)

Tonight, we spent hours on the cold cement,
lamenting our cold hearts.
They don't understand the complex layers
of our undefinable love
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