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Ken Bolton: "the ice in my glass"

the ice in my glass goes crink! as it adjusts to the tequila – keying in that sophistication – or the feel of it – associated with these tall buildings, a bit of the skyline of New York I envisage, …

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Happy Accidents

D.U.I. in the 1970s for Gary Oliver Are you, perhaps, a ‘Reader of Books’ ? —John Jenkins I had been reading some poets before, who were supposed to be good And I suppose they were but it was on first …

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