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Thu, 24.09.2009

AT MY FATHERS HOUSE by Nancy Travis

In the kitchen as the toast browns
I put on my 3rd grade cateye glasses
pearly blue with rhinestone tips
I found with the baby books.

Music’s echoing into the room
from the radio my brother hooked up
in the bathroom upstairs.
I prance to the refrigerator,
doing tina turner
making my dress into a mini skirt
to get some juice.

Then my father comes in
& shakes his head
saying
four years’ money for college
gone straight
down the drain…

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