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Aug 2014
I'd be Things Fall Apart.
I would teach you something important,
While remaining a beautiful work of art.

You'd find out in the end,
Why a 120 pound white girl
Would be the one they send.

I would give you a safe world,
I would show you another universe,
In your arms, for safe keeping, I would always be curled.

There would be significant wear and tear,
But my cover would be soft and deceiving,
Like my shiny velvet hair.

If I were a book,
I would sit exclusively on your shelf
Because what are the chances of being understood by anyone else?
Jennifer Weiss
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Jennifer Weiss  Biloxi
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