The neighbors’ old mattress
lies like a dead hand
beside a black garbage can
and a box spring, broken,
beside it too.
A pigeon flies down
from a tree
and pecks at a semen stain
someone never knew about.
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| September 2004 / Volume Five / Issue Four | |||||||||
| Nathan Graziano | |||||||||
| Old Mattress The neighbors’ old mattress lies like a dead hand beside a black garbage can and a box spring, broken, beside it too. A pigeon flies down from a tree and pecks at a semen stain someone never knew about. |
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