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Hey Bitch by Elysia Lucinda Smith

The projection I made of you

was so strangely accurate

I saw it wherever you went.

I feared the power of what

I’d largely considered

my very dull mind.

Apologies to the true laborers

of invention. Or I guess

to you. I’m not sure

which is more sad?

The emptiness I found

to fill or the fact

of my doing it.


Elysia Lucinda Smith is a poet from Indianapolis. You can find her online at or in person playing pool in a rusty bar somewhere.


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