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“Shoes”

I sit on the corner of Broad and Vine my battered basket by my side. I scrutinize the shoes of men who pass by and compare them to those which hang on my feet. Toeless with newspaper hiding the holes … Continue reading

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“The Corpse”

I’m a cop And I’m looking down At the battered body Of a young woman. Face obliterated Hair crudely cropped Above her ears Finger tips Scraped clean Clothing gone. An anonymous victim Of indiscriminate Street crime. So I think. Until … Continue reading

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