Potential Titles: Molly Raynor

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Sown by long winter women - Molly Raynor "A Dressed Up Potato Is Still a Potato (Yiddish Proverb)"

A dress of potato peels, a gown of garlic cloves - Molly Raynor "A Dressed Up Potato Is Still a Potato (Yiddish Proverb)"

I wear their writhing roots across my scalp - Molly Raynor "A Dressed Up Potato Is Still a Potato (Yiddish Proverb)"

No one's left to translate her memories - Molly Raynor "A Dressed Up Potato Is Still a Potato (Yiddish Proverb)"

All the ghosts rattling my ribs - Molly Raynor "A Dressed Up Potato Is Still a Potato (Yiddish Proverb)"

Making dolls of hollyhock blossoms - Molly Raynor "Grandy, 1939"

Who made a meal out of need - Molly Raynor "I Come from Women Who Made Love"

Their ghosts gossiping above me - Molly Raynor "I Come from Women Who Made Love"

Anointing me with gentle warnings - Molly Raynor "I Come from Women Who Made Love"

Have mastered this language of loss - Molly Raynor "I Come from Women Who Made Love"

Flicker blue with bright desire after such ghosting - Molly Raynor "I Come from Women Who Made Love"

No matter how much salt stains the pillow - Molly Raynor "I Come from Women Who Made Love"

What harvest comes from love - Molly Raynor "Labor"

Eyes heavy with tethered salt - Molly Raynor "This Is the Undone Season"

The dark confetti of your absence - Molly Raynor "This Is the Undone Season"

To unearth the dark pit of your distance - Molly Raynor "This Is the Undone Season"

Empty nest of eyelashes & dandelions - Molly Raynor "This Is the Undone Season"

Hot beneath this sorrow-studded shield - Molly Raynor "This Is the Undone Season"

A rosegold gown of smoke - Molly Raynor "Yamim Noraim///Days of A W E"

In the velvet knife of night - Molly Raynor "Yamim Noraim///Days of A W E"

Every room in the palace of my memory - Molly Raynor "Yamim Noraim///Days of A W E"

My year of pulling the knots loose - Molly Raynor "Yamim Noraim///Days of A W E"

Afraid a new ember may stray to wildfire - Molly Raynor "You Know You've Got Covid Brain"

Remember the strange meat of your dreams - Molly Raynor "You Know You've Got Covid Brain"

When the world becomes blur of smoke & storm - Molly Raynor "You Know You've Got Covid Brain"

A bouquet of bullets & names to be said - Molly Raynor "You Know You've Got Covid Brain"

Listen to the song of your empty house - Molly Raynor "You Know You've Got Covid Brain"


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