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May 2016
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I jumped from a tree seven times
trying to break
my arm.

which arm
by morning
remembered.

/ a ******
doesn’t really see
his last
scarecrow.

/ if you open a pack of diapers
and some
are black / I have

four kids.

I dream
every night
one
goes missing

which means
by morning
the three
from the dream…
Barton D Smock
Written by
Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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   Jamal Abboud
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