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A CRICKET IN WASHINGTON SQUARE PARK by John Timpane • Cleaver Magazine
It is, it is, it is – it’s you, cool as the night, scraping toothy wing on wing. Yeah, man. Your it is is far from my it was, in this town I never knew I’d know. Yo, first violinist of Washington Square, slave picnic site, burial ground a shout from Independence Hall. It is, it is – it is fall, it is here, it is you and I and your