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O listens to the sounds in her head.
Waves gently breaking on pebbles.
She hears her heartbeat, and her men’s.
Strong, but slowing.
Warm now in the womb of her two men.
O.
We’ll live on the beach and eat the fish that we catch. We’ll pick fresh fruit and climb trees for coconuts. We’ll sleep together on palm frond mats and make love.
Like savages.
Beautiful, beautiful savages.