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Sunday, January 13, 2013

The Down Side

by Kimberlee Smith

Waking in brackish, empty
hours, I bloat in my own sweat

The mezcal hangs around,
jackhammering my eyes open

The drink I dove into, too
strong and smoky like you

Was it a dream, to be locked out?
The window is broken.

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