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Poem a Day Practice
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
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I live for the crack in your voice
that turns your eyes
to your feet
to the nearest door
in the middle of the desert
where I never even tried to follow you
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Ilana Lipowicz
I write a poem every day, hence the title. Sometimes I like them.
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