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L A R A N I C K E L
GREEN
Knock on the door
A peach begins to frown.
That livid green
Sliced smile.
Over laugh
Under laugh
It’s not
It’s not
A bunch of sick leaves.
Black like a back door
Alien rough
Invading.
Dragging a peach
Slime flashing
Before the dark hunches.
Such envy.
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