shutbudholdsabee
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Anna BeginsA Poem by shutbudholdsabeeWhen against peeling walls (you smiled) like rash of knees scraped on pavement, crisscross drops of the mist .. |
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Saturday NightA Poem by shutbudholdsabeeMy friends and I will throw a party in the basement, a humming dusty milk-white flesh-warm space under the ground of the build.. |
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Birthday BalloonsA Poem by shutbudholdsabeeYou sir, are not my enemy.No, only there is timethe hanging strings of deflating birthday balloonsclinging to my hairas fat puffs of helium paw at the.. |
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