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Mandy Owensby
Poems
Oct 2014
Bone Collector
Waiting on the bone collector
to come collect the pieces I left her.
The pieces of bone from this ragpicker
She grinds them for her white gunpowder.
To shoot me up
or shoot me down
when that bone collector comes to town.
Written by
Mandy Owensby
Colorado
(Colorado)
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