Meek McGee
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I.A Chapter by Meek McGeeI'll be watching smokestacks... |
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II.A Chapter by Meek McGeeI've seen dewdrops crying recently. Like women. |
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Acid DropsA Poem by Meek McGeeShe was staring out the windowThe sun reflected off her glasses, castingRainbows over my desk-- I reachedOut to touch it, wondering why theyAlways dis.. |
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A Warm PlaceA Poem by Meek McGeeSomeone once told me that there areLittle people that live in our hearts.They hold us when we are sad-- Or so I"veBeen told. I wouldn't want anyone to.. |
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AmphetaminesA Poem by Meek McGeeHe rested his arm on the shoulder of the chair. It was aSummer afternoon in Chicago, and we lived in a single bed-room apartment-- Top floor. I watche.. |
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StillbirthA Poem by Meek McGeeSoftShe was softI touched her, andShe wasSoftBut it was hardI was hardI wasHurt,But when I touched her,She wasSoftandCold |
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StreetlampsA Poem by Meek McGeeShe was tired of findingPeople don't always mean what they sayPark benches seemed toSlip away-- Did they alwaysFeel so cold when sheTouched them?Telev.. |
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