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SURGICAL LIGHT |
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Paintings by Susan Shatter
Poems by Denise Duhame |
© 1994, Susan Shatter EMPTY HEART |
BELL
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after I lose my breasts first the right, then the left my clavicles swollen like shoulder pads I have no hands only a spine tulips stacked into one another if you pick one there's a fine if you look into the space where my breast used to be you look into the bell of a tuba I can still belt out one hell of a song
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