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a collection of inane details
by nicholas vranizan
a shovel wrapped in paper sitting next to a dirty duffel bag.
a man with a line of stitches on his lumpy head. a man with bandages on his chin and jaw and behind his ear. he wore felt and the other wore a track suit.
a man aimlessly walking down the street wearing a vest that said, "free sun tan."
knotted mitts bound in gold. i see your necklace sister, i see your eyes. them ain't the hands what dont know labor. hold thy seat and thy back.
labels: kid ick
look at that
living in nyc is not nice. remembering the reasons for living here is nice. infinity points.
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