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Tuesday, January 15, 2008

[The Firstfruits of a Poem]

Hastily erased remains of their silhouetted lesson plan --
The chalky ghosts of their ancestral conceptions
Make me content to attend the formulated funeral
Of a dead education.
Posted by Justin Morton at 12:05 PM

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