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Jacqueline Anne Corcoran - The Red Gloves

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They’ve been there all night,
fingers tucked in
as sleeping petals.

The only red
in a field of blossom white.
Flung like bloody rags

in a sterile room
or a heart
snatched from a lamb.

Jacqueline Anne Corcoran

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