Magic Hat
by Nynke Passi

In your arms
I am naked

as I was
before birth

I have no voice
to whisper to you

what the strained day
tries to deny—

Just an embrace,
& this poem

My words fall lightly
like the gauze shawls

your hand pulls

out of the magic hat
of my body

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