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Jul 2013
before it is dark enough to carry the television into the forest and leave it, a mother checks the oven for her loaf of black bread.  her overseas child follows a dead fly to another dead fly and so on.  her sensitive brother turns over in his grave to be on all fours.  her wiser husband rips the cord from the base of the television and uses it to whip the basement door.  when the door opens, any dog will do.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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