COYOTE BLOOD
poetry, art, mistakes, music, love, visions and everything...
NYC Poetry Festival
Maybe I will see you there.
Maybe I won't.
But you'll be there on pages.
And in hearts on stages.
I think of you.
In every girl I meet.
No relief.
Might go out to Greenpoint afterwards if you care to join.
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