songanddancegirl

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TEA & ORANGES

TEA & ORANGES THAT COME ALL THE WAY FROM    CHINA

My childhood bedroom turned   mauve    when Leonard

began serenading Suzanne  obsessively   into the wee hours

The room where my black standard poodle  chewed a hole in

my bed     Where I hid my stash   and purple prose   as Leonard

morphed into   Joni    who wafted out the window when the air       was thick

And fathers returned to   suburbia at night    only to watch their

arteries harden  and  their dreams evaporate   on the sizzling screens of    new tv’s

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Winter  2012

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