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Jul 2014
i walked out of my house

half past midnight

in a short skirt and torn tights but

i was not headed for disaster.

i was on my way to sit in a circle

and dance in a triangle

and sleep

on a square.
November 2013
Felicia C
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Felicia C  New York City
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