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Flowers for Your Hair

   



It’s true I’m here to settle a score
Today here on earth no one
Is so attached to you as I am
My crude exegetic coarseness
The straw armor around your heart
Its texture practically prehistoric
That way again “That way again”
There’s no texture to this nerve
To defend its music I rehearse it
Resist not even silences fill pages
With margins warm your shoulder
Blade with a hand dearest the world is
Brutal and we have in fact saved us
Your cord Helen buttercup gold
 




Jasmine Dreame Wagner is the author of On a Clear Day (Ahsahta Press, 2017) and Rings (Kelsey Street Press, 2014). Her writing has recently appeared or is forthcoming in AGNI, BOMB Magazine, Los Angeles Review of Books, and Witness. Her third poetry collection is forthcoming from Omnidawn.