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Accordion ManThe French man looks up toward the sky, / Cigarette puffs mocking the minute traces / Of clouds above.
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Dec 7, 2010
ArtistHe was a star. / His nova is over. / After he died, he kindly
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Dec 25, 2010
BlossomingA cold breeze, chilling only the skin, / deterring nothing deeper, / nothing sacred, or secret, or obscure.
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Jan 1, 2011
ComradeDrinking and laughing with a soldier. / Heavy boots stomping when he laughs, / Dressed down in suspenders,
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Feb 5, 2012
DelicateThis body has seen better days; / it has suffered hard times. / Its skin is stained with scars,
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Dec 16, 2010
DisciplineRaw energy. / Despite the stiffness in his fingers, / despite the way his fingertips harden with calluses,
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Dec 9, 2010
False PietyA sterling silver medallion / dangles between developing ******* / tarnished though holy,
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Feb 22, 2011
FredMy dearest brother, / I go blind so you can see. / Like Cain and Abel.
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Jan 23, 2011
GravediggerHanging around cemeteries, / carrying shovels. / Work that breaks hearts and hands.
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Feb 13, 2013
HandlebarsDaring. / Bold. / Too scary?
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Dec 16, 2010
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