Our bodies are walls some nights
so communist you is safe from
mongol, mongrel, stonewall me
but secretly I sleep
in pastures deep,
piles of wool and human fleece,
all warm body noises,
all quiet cozy goats
n’ sheeps like living blankets,
breathing heat.
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Margaret Eden Douglas lives in Brooklyn. She grew up in New Hampshire. She hasn't gone to college yet and has mostly studied writing at the library.
