"I don't let anyone inside
if they don't reveal who they are.
I hide in my closet and wait
for them to leave a mannequin
in front of my garage or throw
stale bread across my lawn."
the beginning of my poem "Disengaged", which appears In Conversation at The Literary Underground today
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