DOG-EARED AND
NONETHELESS
Well, I should hope not. I am praying
my broken story to God and the stars
above. Is there no one left to hear?
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This candy store is brutal : 10-cent
newspapers with two-dollar sports
pages. Financial reports from Hell.
Is there no one left to hear?
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The trailer park is empty, and only
grottos get fewer visits. Mary's holy
reflection on a window of stone. The
blue ski turns slowly to purple.
Is no one left, there, to hear?
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