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			<title>A Warm December</title>
			<description>Inspired by my life and loves in Los Angeles.</description>
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			<title>MY FLESH/ MY BLOOD</title>
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			<title>STOMACH PAINS</title>
			<description>A poem inspired by life in a cell</description>
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			<title>MY CELLED SOUL</title>
			<description>(For Tanya) My Celled SoulThey say the soul can transcend time and spaceA graceful thing unnoticedDressed in unimportanceTucked between heart and mindOften remembered on days of sorrowAnd awoken in dreamsThey say it&amp;rsquo;s seen through window eyesSurfacing in honest momentsThe..</description>
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			<title>For the GIRLS of Sunset Blvd.</title>
			<description>For the girls of Sunset Blvd:Flags, &amp;ldquo;X&amp;rsquo;s&amp;rdquo; and happy faces like cheap tattoosWind catches the stenchReeking of squares, liquor and bodily reliefRomance is dead hereRoses swimming in putrid water One for five, two for eight&amp;ldquo;Get it for your lady, it&amp;rsquo;ll make..</description>
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			<title>A Love Cool Down</title>
			<description>The Erased Life of Vicki Cruz or When a Love Cools DownBy Aaron ClarkShe asked me if I would take her as she was, she had been strung out on another man for months. She hadn't really eaten, only nibbling at work between breaks and the few things she had stocked in her fridge. She came to me ..</description>
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