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"aquarius lover"

 by Kenzie Boney

I found myself in between Los Angeles and San Francisco,

basking in the warmth of Topanga’s swelter. Fair-skinned 

little dove, morning dew gray and violent. 


Sweet like blackberries in the winter, frosted and crisp. I fell for

your venus, aquarius lover. Your calloused hands gift-wrapped around

my neck. The cherry satin bow glistening against your flushed cheeks. 


Your tenderness bloomed worlds inside of me. 

Kenzie Boney is an Editor-in-Chief of Birdie.

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