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Poems by Shannon Hardwick
BARTENDER-LONELY How can you stand so many people, I ask, drunk. Shirts dirty themselves for the washing, waiting for a woman’s hands, he said, I’d steal their laughter, pawn it for a handgun just to piss someone off. I’d drink myself into mystical … Continue reading →
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