Posts Tagged: Ted Kennedy

Unbound

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It’s always been ground glass, scraping against my insides. I imagine a light held to the place where I open would illuminate a mess of torn flesh, throbbing red-wet.

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David Biespiel’s Poetry Wire: Something’s Happening Out There

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The big crowd stretched form the gold-domed State House to Park Street. I had the urgent feeling that we were part of something. That we counted.

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