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You Don’t Say, free verse by @jackaurquhart

©2014 by Jack Andrew Urquhart People say the damnedest things, people meaning, you, of course— say you can’t stand your mother, whose definition of trauma is a frizzled permanent wave. Say that your children’s lunacy makes of you a mental … Continue reading

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