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the red queen ate my Alice
first spied in sixth recalled summer
swirling, tumbling---then full-smile
reveal at seventh's brisk
the onset of a dreadful adventure
raw dough rabbit daintily
laced with salted, bubbly tea
blistering, craved--- am I crazed?
starving white / starling blue
filled wet with gummy fluids
virginal beating / moist drops, staining,
appear before clear necessity
baby ladybugs crusted,
popped beyond small lives, stuck
in folds of a fabric tongue
someone's been stealing glances
at skirt petals, shirt blossoms
here to capture my life, my becoming?
you won't get to know it ---
I, too young, won't register
subtexts of adult discernment
Alexis Telyczka is a writer and recent graduate of the N.J. Institute of Technology.
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