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First, The Thud of Locusts
Thursday, November 22, 2007
how could you leave this way...
I just can't stand to see you smile
from a picture frame,
and all I wanna do is touch your face
and take you far away...
I have an MFA in poetry from the University of Florida, and since poets make no money, I'm looking into the lucrative profession of fly fishing, though I've never been fond of that much silence, or fishing.
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