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violence looks lanky but feels slow in topeka, kansas
totheteeth

when the situation called for a babysitter,
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my grandpa gave his kids a pack of cigarettes
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and told them to head down to the basement.
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my mom got a shot of scotch
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for cramps. after years of "recovering"
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and years more to go,
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when i get high in ways my body can't
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afford, she says it's nice to have me
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back. i quit praying at the dinner table;
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she stopped letting me eat.
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on the way to her dad's funeral
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in april at the mci airport, she heard him
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call her name and tell her everything
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would be alright. she asked
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if she was crazy; i asked
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if she wanted me to write her
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into bible stories.
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they went to st. cecilia's,
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her and my sister, for a little while
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after that.
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12 Jun 07

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the internet stopped working while i was visiting 'moon in aries'. i read all the comments there. decided some things about the people who liked it. i saw this title in the newest. i stared at it for a good 15 minutes. i clicked on it as soon as my internet was back on.

i wasn't disappointed. this is wickedly good. thank you.
 — OKcomputer

this is a repost, is it not? i read it long ago.

very nice poem.
 — varun

i love this. i'm not even really sure why (not that there's something that makes it bad, there's just not a particular reason i love it.) it's just... idon'tknow.


veryverygood.
 — overdose

Oh, this falls short... it left me wanting more of the story.
Damnit.  Can't we have a little bit more?
 — aforbing

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