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Tuesday, 15 June 2010 07:17

 

THE MAGICIAN WITHOUT A WAND

                            by

        ILVING TABIOS-ZAMORA


How I liked her. How I so miss her,
the magician without a wand.

Around her, I become a unicorn.
On top, I gallop like a blue Arab.
Beneath her, I throb into a foaming geyser!

Whenever I died, she resuscitated me.
She blew life into me. No, not really,
because I never actually died.

Post-play, I think, she called it.

How I so miss her. How I liked her,
the magician without a wand.



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