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Eraser Marks
By Chalin
Cross-search
my words
for an
archaic meaning.
Memorize my
dictation and
the way my
face works to
conceal the
edge.
sit and spy alone.
Work me out with
a pencil,
understand my
results.
Jump through
hoops and swallow
fire, own it;
it belongs to me.
*Copyright, '02
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Published on Sunday, July 28, 2002.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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