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30th of November

This 30th of November, 
I can be dragged down by 
   men
that I loved. And they feel no guilty 
   I’m caged in maturity. 

A little girl tugs my fuchsia leg-split 
“Tear it or tear down”. 
     Fear 
of getting lost 
Neverland 
with a waggish Peter Pan 
  makes promises and never brings
or the world’s much like flame 
  in sin where men are hell king.

Copyright © Sophie Nguyen

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