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Blind Lemon Something
Once I lived a whole summer
inside a lemon. Bright bitter skies
and the salt. You had to squint
to make sense of it. Laundry
on the line and words
squeezed from the throat.
And no sugar. No sugar.
Posted 01/28/14
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