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Aug 2020
Alex with the "ox-head"
& his dad's old magazine
by the Haitian's house,
stroking our eye
with fields of skin.

Alex, killed at the bus stop
by a drunk driver,
chewing an apricot
as the automatic neon
stuttered to life.
Evan Stephens
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Evan Stephens  44/M/DC
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