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23 August 2014

Escape Lines, Missoula, Montana






“…Lined shadows
Resembling thin
Prison bars
Descend to the
Sidewalk below
Where people
Stroll beneath them.

A scratchy song
Cries sadly
From a radio
Where a girl
Whose hair is wet
Soulfully sings
Into her comb….” 
From “Fire Escape” by Roger Singer


Read the entire poem, and others, here.

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