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Jun 2016
The writers

The writers

Hold aloft their lighters

And worship styles of Kafka, Robbins, Steinbeck, and of Stoppard,

With syrup and with sawdust – a spicing so improper,

They burn the midnight oil as they’re pulling their all-nighters

Running ******* empty as they find their inner fighters

The writers, the writers, the writers
Brother Jimmy
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Brother Jimmy  M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)   
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     Isabella Rosemary, ---, Ja and Keva Minus
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