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HERO

poetry by Genevieve Callaghan

Friday, March 18, 2011

Aftermath

Naked

drunk

and home.

Do I

smell like all

the girls

I danced with?

Have the boys

left all their

smiles

on me?

I danced tonight.

I did.

And now I'm

naked

drunk

and home.
Posted by Hero at 8:55 AM

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