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Oct 2018
the streetlight glows
on a black spider in the bush
a cigar, slowly burning
stone-faced, a blue angel appears
hand extended, palm up
a car alarm goes off
and the moon goes slanted
a naked pain works it's fingers into my chest-plate
Jillian Jesser
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Jillian Jesser  30/F/Ca
(30/F/Ca)   
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