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Feb 2010
we are red jacket crew,          we are belated petunias.
and we are the shining inside-outs
left over from the cold grass
and the speed signs.


we pried Jesus apart from His plastic casing
we sat up on his China cross…
…waited…

you were still in bed
for once
the hairspray and the black paint from last night
crept up beneath my skin
Elle Dougherty
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Elle Dougherty
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