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Bridesmaid She said if she died first I should get a tall Nordic with long legs like an acrobat just like the bridesmaid at the first of our several weddings. We didn't learn from experience-- what is it called? Recividism? We both tried to learn Swedish from the girl and I must admit I didn't learn it-- kept going back for irrefreshable lessons; starting from scratch each time like an addict. |
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This poem has appeared in the following publications:
The Poem Box, AWC, Tintype Review, Cotworld, Calliope,
Clean Sheets, Longitudes
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