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Urgent Napkin Poets
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prenomdeplume
22nd and M St.
A woman just walked by dragging
a backpack behind her pretending
it had wheels and wasn't
getting scuffed to its last threads
on the cement. I watched
and waited for its contents to spill
out at the first contact with a dip
in the sidewalk.
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