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| big brother |
| My happy memories |
 |
| of my brother are, |
| I suspect, not really |
| my memories at all. |
| 32,000 feet |
 |
| There's no off-ramp in sight |
| and clouds obscure the view. |
| beyond broken bay |
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It's a hell of a trip |
| for six in a car, and |
| Danielle hadn't been |
| making things easy. |
| pulling a geographic |
| Sometimes nothing cures me |
 |
| better than to watch the world |
| rush past from a train window. |
| the drive-by |
 |
| I'm floating above myself |
| as I open the door and |
| step out of the car. |
| I left |
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All my friends did the |
| traditional sobbing |
| and email promising. |
| All except one. |
| burnt popcorn |
| Amanda keeps talking, |
 |
| but I'm stuck thinking about |
| books and the evil curse |
| of wonderful memories. |
| reality check |
 |
The 24 line mixes the |
| best and worst of San |
| Francisco. I'd forgotten |
| how unsettling it can be. |
| b o o z e |
| I fell in love |
 |
| with that sweet |
| taste with the |
| bite at the end. |
| l o o k i n g |
 |
At 14, I had a |
| vague notion that |
| I should be ashamed |
| of being a virgin. |
| good intentions |
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It was the kind of thing |
| that keeps people home |
| on election day. |
| But not me. |
| m u g g e d . |
| Wow. This has |
 |
| never happened |
| to me before. |
| It kinda sucks. |
| I voted |
 |
| I did my civic duty. |
| So why do I feel so dirty? |
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