Saturday, February 11, 2012

Fried Chicken Comments

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Pistils blooming like pop-guns, like
Party favors—
The sky explodes over the horses: it riles
And blooms in cartels of witches.
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Robert Rorabeck
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

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