The mornings I wake up with blood—
血
竃
c h i
Soaking
into my sheets, dried
to the skin of my thighs,
Are the days my yellow skin burns gold
金
Burnished and bright,
And I swear I am an open fla炎
Because it burns—
Sharp
（tsu橿粥岳歓）
Br痛岳ght and cruel
I wonder if any of this matters.
The double monolid slope of my eyes,
The curve of my cheekbones—
皆侃私梶
女（樫簡 n a )
樺額兜考掛鴨粥岳乾？
(Don’t you?)
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