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Mar 2017
I have these
spots where
I stash the
old ones.

Each a
different
strength–
all weaker
than the
one on
my nose.

In an old
shoe shine
box, the
medicine
cabinet,
the kitchen
pantry…

But without
any one of
them I can
never manage
to lay my hands
on even one pair.
sean pomposello
Written by
sean pomposello  Redding, Ct
(Redding, Ct)   
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