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Jul 2013
Laying on top of gold tiled floors
in a black bathing suit with gold painted nails
wearing her baby's rolex
smoking her baby's gold tipped cigarettes
smelling like dark cognac
Dark cognac from a wide shallow glass,

Vintage *****, 20's ****
here in the middle of the
middle of the night,
offering her baby a warm lavender bath,
warm silk sheets and torso.

Maybe he'll give her that bag of money.
She'll sit in front of the stock exchange building
and buy a better life.
Jess Petra
Written by
Jess Petra  Tallahassee
(Tallahassee)   
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