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| ***BIO*** D.C. lives at his computer. He works in a museum of dead animals. He never sleeps. Sometimes he writes poetry. You can spy on him at http://dcporder.blogspot.com/. |
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| in your attic bathroom |
| by D.C. Porder |
| our noses drained white parallel lines
across our lipstick. i squatted in the sink and chewed up the last four blotters with a cracker and caviar. i clicked open the orange bottle your mom hides behind the showerhead and swallowed 2 weeks of pain relief with cognac. we hauled your kodak into the bathtub. you spit and yelled TRANSEXUALITY! the pills beat us into the toilet’s riptide. the acid shackled me with dental floss. i dragged myself to the drain. i clung to your broken pinky. your eyes fit together like quotation marks when you said my name. |
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| Jan. 2009 |
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