Monday, March 1, 2010

In The Little Things That You Have Comments

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Absorbed like our penchant for slavery,
Amber-dark skin reeking of liquor and acid:
I see you there in the darkest pinafore,
Holding your daughter over the scrub, and the
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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