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hooouuuhhggg
By John Cooley
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“hooouuuhhggg”
we would dance together soon enough in dark streets under lamp posts
when we heard spanish music from the park
where strangers came together to celebrate and sing with one another
“hooouuuhhggg”
and the smell of fall would sneak into our palettes with the falling amber
leaves
crunching under our feet as we spun around on the sidewalk hand in hand
smiling and laughing and planning on retreating to the mountains where
“hooouuuhhggg”
we would relax and tell stories about when we had met
and of our first kiss and our childhood romances
“hooouuuhhgg”
but first i would have to hold her hair back from the porcelain until she
finished heaving
and i could introduce myself
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Johnson Cooley is 26 living in Brooklyn on
the rooftop of a Krispy Kreme Doughnut shop. He snuck into the store to type
this poem. Being Deaf and Dumb, and Blind, and quadriplegic hasn't got him down,
he's well on his way to becoming an attorney and hopes to reign over the world.
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