Diary of a White Virgin
(excerpt)
kennedy’s assassination
walking along bloor st. two women wept quietly. a postman
kept shaking his head. a school crossing guard
stood stunned in the middle of traffic.
a baker stood at the back door
of his cake shop trying to light a cigarette.
a gasoline jockey punched a coke machine.
two cops sat in their parked squad car. the driver
took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eyes.
terri’s eyes were red. i kept saying,
‘i want to wake up but i can’t. i want to wake up but i can’t. i want to wake up’.
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