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May 2014
it's as if you shot an arrow
through the glass cupboard
of my heart.
as if my arteries were handles
to the china cups and mugs
that shattered into a violent
destruction, devastation
of your target,
which was me.
Sarah Ann Boussy
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Sarah Ann Boussy  Boston
(Boston)   
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