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Book Review for Present!:

Subterranean Blue Poetry

Volume II Issue II


1.

the gangster

with rubber extendable arms

holds me up

like a baby

to the sun


I can see up close

the gilded cliffs

with their innumberable catacombs


there is an edgy love

to the way

he sways me


possibly,

I am in heaven



2.

the swans of hurt

burn circles in the snow




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