Maria Ines
by Rodney Terich Leonard

Backhanded the hurt,
hyena laughing.

Common shoulders
like night prerequisites.

Those Puerto Rican eye
sockets house sass-glass.

Her feet
tears lack.

Jazz is
novel nectar.

Lunar swayed,
she's absosucculent.

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