Jane Bowles
By Mary Shanley

We meet in a chamber
deep within the recesses
of a milieu encompassing
centuries of souls exotique.

I recognize your scent,
Casbah, 1949.

Shoot a glance
double take
fatal charmer of snakes
within my skin
ready to shed again,
I find you irresistible.

By Mary Shanley

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