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 Apr 2012 Loewen S Graves
Makiya
Let's let the hem out of every
skirt we own so we can
be
  long
     belong in
their fraying ends.
Facade is but reflection deep,
and restless water ripples.
she paid off her bar tab
with pieces of silver scraped
from my shiny metallic heart
and hopped
bar to bar
on ***** feet carrying
liquid pistols
in each hand.
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