J Alexander
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Another goddam seasonal poemA Poem by J AlexanderI hear the mice through my wallIf I listen closelyI can hear them cradle their youthand prepare for the fallThe morning shook with the chill of anitci.. |
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Alcohol #1A Poem by J Alexanderp.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica} The song birds in the morning have begun a campaign of pain to awak.. |
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The girl from workA Poem by J Alexanderp.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height:.. |