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Rachel Oyster Kim


wasted royal jelly and
wanting hot saliva

ours scores in a cardinal direction
unknown on this plane

stepping on the head of the mollusk
it’s realized

time’s first indulgence
was a carnival


waxing ambergris
and waning rust

our power spores upwards
and the spirit assures us

that threaded loose in a geoduck
is our advising element

an amoeba’s wish
for you for you
the world

Rachel Oyster Kim is a poet, party thrower, and magpie of the couch.