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these years are crushed between
my second and third rib,
an apothecary's pulverised mix
of childhood memory and regret.

01/05/2006

Posted on 01/04/2006
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Member Comments on this Poem

Posted by Soulo Jacob Bourgeau on 01/04/06 at 11:06 PM

"an apothecary's pulverised mix of childhood memory and regret" -- fantastic line!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/05/06 at 01:38 AM

Excellent poetics in this poem's brevity. Wish I had written this...glad you did.

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