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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Some Summer, A Million Years

Category: Issue 5, Poetry/Lyrics Winners

Wreck Beach
Vancouver
A Million Years Summer, 1984

“I want to bury you,” Steve says,
“And lay my eggs in you.”

Lets a lazy arm brush against my flank,
lean lazy and hirsute. 

I

recoil and laugh, ambivalent ambiguity, sand in my paper cup.

Warm beer.  Judy wants to go for a walk,
Brad is shivering.  I’m

afraid that I’m too fat,
although it doesn’t seem to matter.

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