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Sunday, June 14, 2009

blood red wine
fingers clasp the glass stem
liquid swirls as i sway
to music, so
visceral and necessary.
empty glass -
stained lips.

-Stace


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  1. susieJune 15, 2009 at 11:37 AM

    this is really nice.. mine's crude.. I couldn't work out how best to write about my gross mouth!

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