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Marcus O'Dea
Poems
Mar 2013
A Day
In the morning the wind cuts past us to prove that we exist and that we may fill space.
In the evening the wind erodes the name etched on the headstone and kicks up the soil.
And makes the weeds
Dance.
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Marcus O'Dea
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