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The heart's
dis
ease
Rages.
Anxiety,
sadly,
raises
pounding
agony.
Blood rushes,
swiftly.
hard,
hard,
hard
throbbing
heart
--the head,..
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(upon seeing A. Wyatt's paintings of her)
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The last victim who died
in the Oklahoma City Federal Building bombing
was buried today,
in Tennesse
.
Alvin Justus, a lonely veteran,
often spe..
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After 72 hours without sleep, time becomes your enemy.
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They haunt bus stations,
"home cooking" coffee shops
and "hot" night spots
that have been tepid for twenty years.
Wearing polyester "leisure" suit..
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fox lady,
silent you wait;
green eyes gleam
in pale cream face.
fox lady,
I see you
waiting,
night after night.
for whom
do you wait,
so qui..
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sorrowfully he stands,
outside.
watching,
wishing,
wanting,
waiting
with a patience,
uncharacteristic of his seven years.
He waits for his f..
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Long, sad wail of the emergency siren
signals the disaster's beginnings;
chills the heart of every miner's kin.
The community gathers at the mine..
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A snapshot of memory
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The result of a college experience interviewing prison "lifers"
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