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Sep 13, 2006 19:24

1918 he was born
the Great Influenza Epidemic
& after
stuffed Death
turns heavily from my Father

October.
my father in the square
wet cap at his feet
it's easy
(87¢/hour)
my father

rag collar
bow-legged
sick girls, white and warm

1957 i am born
and i suckle the ragged wrecked wrists of my father

dad, poetry

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