Legs crossed with your hand resting beneath the thigh of your upper leg. Your smile is true. Your eyes say how content they feel. Your brow questions them.
from denton, texas to portland, oregon; new mexico to new york; austin to southern arkansas; south korea and france, I write.
http://www.carcinogenicpoetry.com/2010/02/brian-gore-one-poem.html
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