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NEGOTIATIONS
A Poem by Carolina Fernandez Bold
I want to be soft. That inhale-exhale
soft: a pattern, cut
from a different cloth, cotton underwear soft,
100% pure, and then some more,
more like hot metal soft: to bend
like breaking is just a bad dream.
I want to be so soft that no one needs me
to be strong. Winter sunlight
soft. Forehead kiss soft. I want
the relief of the riverbank
after a flood— renegotiating edges
in the soft of the mud.
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