I read a poem in ArtVoice the other day.
The poem said
"Buffalo smells like cheerios".
I disagree.
Buffalo smells like
locked doors and flooded
basement floors.
Buffalo looks like
a beautiful billboard
above an abandoned building.
And it doesn't feel
like anything.
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stu.. reading your words bi monthly is not cutting it... post more love love love like this
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ReplyDeletehope the b-lo is well. tell us some more buffalo stories.
i just read this again. still into it
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