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Happy New Year
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we don't even hide our skeletons in the closet
anymore -- we know the feel of the bones
so well in our hands, like the curves and
cusps of well-worn ivory.

when my eyelid closes, i can see its reflection in my glasses.

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Gretchin Lair
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Copyright © Gretchin Lair
March 1996

...a poem in this room by Liz Haight and Marek Lugowski...
the Marek Katchina...
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