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Ache of Naked Bodies Anne Walsh Donnelly Yours and mine in the tallboy mirror. Soaped skin, pliable as dough, rises, coils. We braid our bodies. Perfume, yours and mine embrace, seeps into our pores. Summer sighs escape from every orifice. We lick fingertips, dipped, in salmon flesh knowing they feed our rare fusions. 26 Cauldron Anthology