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Saturday, 12 September 2009

Gutter Pines


by Jason Towns
in dedication to poetic great, Clifford Duffy


Minstrel grinds tenor. Savory bind. Alight parry tinkle. Fever cans were living sinkhole. A beeping stir heaves uptown. Leak for.