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"overprivilegded" poems
I put my butterscotch in the refrigerator Next to the bananas, three loaves of bread, tortilla strips just under the styrofoam cups In the cupboard, I keep my ground beef. Don't worry, I put it in freezer bags, I'm not an idiot. I challenge everyone I meet to a staring contest The first time I lost was to a homeless man. He had a way of staring at something (and nothing) at the same time. He told me it's a skill you learn when you are perishable goods. Here I was trying to preserve things I would only use once. I don't even know what butterscotch looks like.
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC
Overprivilegded White Kid