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Cut me asunder  
Pull me apart 
Slice me open
Like a sanguine orange
And bursting
With the gist of life
Life's force and
Life's mystery
A sanguine cove of blooming carnation
A sanguine temperament
Muted under layers of dust from the reticence
From eons of aversion to 
Our cage of flesh
Our shrine of flesh
The carnal and orphic and sacred
Mother and Earth, dormant but breathing
And Red
Like rubies in Her womb

Cut me asunder
My first breath drawn

-Sophia Koutsouri

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