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Yde Girl
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The earth swallowed me but it forgot to chew
Stewing in stomach acid, soused sixteen
Life was the blink of an eye—Death, a deceptive dream
I slept under the carpet where you swept me
With the souls of the moss in purgatory
Until they cut my hair and stole my teeth
Who knit the noose around my neck?
Who pulled it taut and stole my breath?
Oh, what does it matter?
Let me sleep.

SYDNEY KING
is a third-year Media Study student at UB. The following poem imagines the perspective of a bog body.
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