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Graffiti TeardropsA Story by portabello.pigHe slumped against the pimpled coldnss of the graying tiles, palms flushed against the wall, slowly moving away from his sides and back again, trying .. |
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It's Not Just The SkyA Poem by portabello.pigLet's walk in the puddles Let's run through the rain Where did you come from? Do you feel like mine? You take me for what I am (Sing as loud as y.. |
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Orange Soda ScrewdriverA Poem by portabello.pigAn old piece about a sixteenth birhday, gone awry |
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CreatureA Poem by portabello.pigA lonely soul, left unto itself. |
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Golden Years of the Tin-ManA Poem by portabello.pigwritten in the open trunk of a Challenger, eating a sandwich |
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The Racist DenimA Poem by portabello.pigFor Annie |
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HeroineA Poem by portabello.pigWritten on a the drive home through the mountains in my mother's Volvo, while she was screaming |
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Really?A Poem by portabello.pigA short poem written outside my grandmother's house, sitting next to a lemon tree. |
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