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Share the winethe ibex
leaps from your mouth
to mine, fingers ruminating
on apricot nectar, honeyed
dates. 

The ibex eats, leaves
the first green of raw
almonds. So your mouth,
the kid sauntering the
hillside,

grazes on the fresh
loaf of my thigh.




Alicia Cole lives with a photographer and a bevy of animals. Over their house, egrets and great blue herons fly. She has a penchant for birding, blackberries, and walking through brambles. Her fantastical poetry may be found in Asimov's, Abyss & Apex, Goblin Fruit, Mythic Delirium, Birdensnake, Demeter's Spicebox, Eternal Haunted Summer, and Futuredaze. A more complete bibliography is at three-magpies.livejournal.com. The cup which is the subject of this poem resides in a museum in Tehran and is believed to be the first animation in the world.
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