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Alphabet Of Compromise

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I'm afraid fears often creep into you like splinters
as you hear him once again - drunk, bumping
into the door. He slaps you hard, kicks the hell

outta you in the corner, drags you to bulldoze
you flattened on the bed. Sometimes, it leads to
a temporary falling out; amid the pungent smells

of garlic, chilies and corianders in the kitchen,
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Sunday, September 7, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: feminism
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