Premiere Generation Ink.
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the violence of a fence builder’s dream that masks the phrasing of all the pleasures of home – Fugazi, Place Position An excerpt from a poem by Yogesh Chawla the big wheels and children’s toys are sprawled on the pavement like bodies- the casualties of this isolating loneliness I can see them from my room under the still heaviness of night the faint light hanging in the corners like spiderwebs. This entire poem appears in the Poetry Journal PGI #5 |
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