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Shapeshifter poems by Lucille Clifton

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1 the legend is whispered in the women’s tent how the moon when she rises full follows some men into themselves and changes them there the season is short but dreadful   shapeshifters they wear strange hands they walk through the houses at night   their daughters do not know them   2 who is there to protect her from the hands of the father not the windows which see and say nothing   no the moon that awful eye…

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