10-31-10A Poem by Ashley Hand i remember the demise of a white tee shirt that was dripping with your colors and intentional blemishes of man-made ancestry that like to share but not under water not under water. I remember sitting and laughing at things that were sinister in their time why arent they now? why arent we now? why am i sitting in the sunup dancing in dental floss bare skinned and sucking room temperature soup off my wrists? © 2010 Ashley HReviews
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