Gabrielle Martin Biography

I've a promise of a future
laced with elongated vowels
and sprinkled with white flurries
crystallized in late December air.
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Also Kora,
Proserpina,
Spring.
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If you were a lion,
would the sight of a gazelle carcass
delight or disgust you?
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There is not a poem for it,
and I cannot
write one.
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Do you believe in love?

What artist
does not
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