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   Volume X, Issue I

..:: POETRY ::..


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Poetry


Broken Porcelain Rapport
Travis and JenMarie Macdonald

 

These hands will stay
in pockets, remain pantsless
in an 80's hairdo. Drive by

kinda guys don't park their paper-
back honesty or storefront
honky-tonk blasphemy.
They don't

make shame about movies
anymore. Why can't we

start old and young
over time? Shit or go
sailing. Believe

in it. She sleeps in two
lingering valises. Who's to say
it's the same? In Taiwan,

you take your time picking out china
patterns. Anything could be
a trap...anything.

 

 

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