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like her book of poems

Like her book poems, tossed on the floor
it was funny. she always read fiction
studied the Faulkner’s and that
but thought plays were her thing
so she thought up characters with accents that weren’t hers
put her ear to the ground and lifted
took the idea of the fallen star
and dimmed it
never said she was sorry
never thought she was walking out with it
needing to leave the dollar fifty

 

 

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