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A Poem: Communion Dress 

I buried my head in your skirt
Godmother

Inhaled jasmine of your skin
As your hands crafted
Purest White Sunday.

Communion dress I wore
Like the placenta I once knew.

Memory Hugs
My body—longing.

  • A poem by Jerrice J. Baptiste

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