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bouchon

Click here to hear the poet read his words: bouchon I’m standing at a bus stoptwenty minutes from homethe reasons don’t matterno sign of scheduled servicealready long overduethe traffic is nose to nosemile after milebarely movingnothing happeningother than tempers risinglike … Continue reading

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