pages.A Poem by Boyd Johnson
Pages Pages Pages Pages Pages PAGES Pages Pages. Mean nothing. When the man who fills them, Is empty. © 2008 Boyd Johnson |
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1 Review Added on May 20, 2008 AuthorBoyd Johnsonthe great and oft forgotten north of nyc. poughkeepsie., NYAbouta freak. an outlaw. a hot piece. -j.m. a hometown boy who loves the hudson, his drink, and his hat. hiding under the train tracks, with a bottle of irish moonshine, toasting to it slipping thro.. more..Writing
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