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NOBODY'S WINTER Eileen G'Sell
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It was nobody's winter, the shoes, the shoes My mouth mispronounced meat. get to, an attic without a home, and all the time You forgot. The ocean swallowed. And my tongue hey, God, did you think this was going to happen? and fingerprints from Toronto. If you want to know I was only afraid of the silence, see. I couldn't believe that you went with it.
__ Check out The Night Gwen Stacy Died by novelist Sarah Bruni. No relation to my poem, but it is Seriously Stellar. My poem's ending was inspired in part by the 1999 Iranian movie The Color of Paradise.
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