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Toxic

K.S. Palakovic

I’m sure ouroboros means

balance, not self-destruction

but everything fits in its little box

until it doesn’t.

My heart is four chambers

of lead, and the poison

is spilling through my arteries

and out my lips. I’m sorry

because I tried to put too much in

and the box broke, and you broke

and here we lie as scraps on the floor,

consuming each other again

Hailing from Hamilton—Canada’s city of waterfalls and steel—Katherine Sarah Palakovic (she/her) is an editor, a fitful writer, and a disabled bi princess.

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