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by Paxton Knox

cicadas leave behind a hoax
of a corpse, a crunch beneath
feet, a paper thin copy of their
old self. their coup de grace is
murder-suicide by nature. fake
their death, change their name,
move to brazil and cut their hair.
a corpse is scarier than a man
unless a man wants you dead.
little girls scream when finding
cicada shells on the windowsill.
(i do not)

About Paxton Knox

Paxton Knox is a queer poet and writer. You can find them in Oklahoma, and also on twitter @paxtonknox.