by Suzán Jiván
One flew to Paris
with no comparison
as a must have
given access
to high-standing
happenstance
unshakable
beyond
comparison
like a prissy
heiress
flapping
in fabulous
bathtub gin
being buoyed
by 80 proof
clear fluids
escaping
provinciality
as a headstrong
romantic
dealing with weighty
matters
combating harsh
realities
camouflaged
by the tyrannical
unsurpassed
as a crackerjack...
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