Anya AlkayevVolkov Poems

She wanted it.
That's what he said on the stand.
(a liquid with no odor or color, white powder, and pill)
So here's what must have really happened,
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Sometimes i imagine what it will be like.
Pssh. not what it will be like. What it would be like if he and i ever had sex.
I have a feeling it would be like losing my virginity properly.
But i also think then the attatchment between us would be cement and i'd never be able
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All my birds are quited down;
fallen corpses, dirty ground.
Litter the land with a newfound flair
as the sound of your admition ignites the air
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It's quite cold in the house;

i mean, you'd think we were polar bears.
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when eyes go black-

preditorial
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Waking up to the sounds of my mother's squeals of
'You fly to America! A man there wants you! We will not be poor! '
in Russian, of course.
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You can make her like a diamond,
multi-faceted,
she'll sparkle.
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Perfect cheekbones, gorgeous eyes,
Flawless eyebrows, dazzling smile.
Tiny nose and shapely lips,
C-cup breasts and narrow hips.
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