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Frogs and Penelope (a title of something yet to come)
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in the quiet the thermometer spews its mercury
the color of our blistered skin;
the glass shards and oil oozing beneath our shoes
a reminder of the fractured fantasies we had.
with the detritus filling my lungs, also
the calming fragrance of the cigarette you clench
between your cracked lips rasping words of comfort
and under the rising paper satellites
our shoes tread on the bookstore -
blackened splinters of our harbor clawing at our ankles.
ghosts of wounded memories emerge from their coffins
in the charcoal relics of the riot flames,
our childhood washed away by the hoses.
we turn with frozen shoulders on the bruised hamlet
so that we may have a chance to respire.
'People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff.
I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy...

...and I keep it in a jar on my desk.'

'Both Rowling and Meyer, they're speaking directly to young people...
The real difference is that Jo Rowling is a terrific writer and Stephenie Meyer
can't write worth a darn. She's not very good.'


- Stephen King
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