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Come By Tim G.Young
in the cadillac i shot my load off the highway on a dusty road the sun going steady with a big black cloud a dog by the fence howling loud...
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"Hey, is your mag open to submissions?" I run a daily unless the voices tell me not to because they want to party. "The mag i... -
But the pain knows not an intrusion of verse. Strangled is the falsehood our lives unmasked perverse. Its deadline’s communion I guess I ult... -
Two Jacksons or Four sawbucks Up front—$40. No credit cards, no I.D.; Beyond, beneath, Battered neon lights The Blues Hotel Weathered time’s...
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