1/19/2020
An Ode to Fleabag
This piece was originally published by Severine in 2019.
She came onto my screen
A flurry of limbs and awkward sex
A navy coated, red lipped nymph.
The sister. The best friend.
The lost
The broken
The f r a g m e n t e d
We are all her
And
I really want to steal a gold headless statue someday.
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