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“Poems Composed Upon Accidentally Shaving Off My Beard and Not Accidentally Growing It Back” by John Pierce

Aug 20th, 2008 | By

My beard Spreading eternally over the surfaces of my face The wide plains, the rolling hills, the tiniest crevices. Never ceasing to grow. Except for that one time when I accidentally shaved it off. My beard is like the fall. As autumn leaves cascade groundward at the faintest breeze, So fell my beard into the

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