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Razor Dance, poem by Wendy Ellis

Bill stood in his socks a thou­sand times before this dim­pled mir­ror– at this pit­ted, stained sink with its small rub­ber plug on a lit­tle, coiled chain. Bill's straight razor rest­ed across the top of a heavy ceram­ic shav­ing mug. The mug held … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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