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HERO

poetry by Genevieve Callaghan

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Customer

As I put the lay-by through
she tells me
she saw the gown in a drug-induced vision
after an operation
and knew
it had to be
hers.
Posted by Hero at 12:03 AM

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