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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