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Five Poems ~ David Stavanger • Bareknuckle Poet
that dream you keep having shower drips but there’s no water. in the bath’s deep end, faces floating on your face. eyes hung like light bulbs, front door cleaved open. blinking neon sign on the roof: THIS IS THE KILLING FLOOR the boneless ones suck at your toes harvesting hair from armpits and sinks. the more »