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Oct 2013
The Addict:
It was just like opening up a window
Just a peek outside was all I needed-
-at first.
Just barely taking in what was in front of me
Grazing my chin against the windowsill
I was afraid at first
Afraid of what was out there
But that didn't stop me from looking
Each time I would look out that window
I would
poke my
head further
and further
out.
Out of consciousness
     of my humanity
Until, finally,
I fall out the window
     out of my life
            and into oblivion.


The Drug Dealer:
Like a cancer,
I started out small
an outlier to the whole
a single cell.
Growing
Consuming your hard work, your resources.
Giving nothing in return but toxins and sorrow.
Metastasizing
Increasing my grip on your life
until I consume you.
It will take more than just wishing
to get me to vacate.
Sasha Mulchin
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Sasha Mulchin
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   Jason Cirkovic and Locke
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