Me and my toenails are staying inside.

As I water my feet, with spiced bubbles,

they grow horned edges

that rasp through my socks and make holes

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which I fix with thread and increasing neatness,

and in this way we pass the time together.  

When I ease clippers through their work

the pale crescent shapes recall for me

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the moon, I lean, ape-like, out of my window, to see.        

We have everything we need.

– Chloe Jacques

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