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i am the city


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Written by Kaija Alexandra Thom   
Monday, 31 March 2008
Imagei am the city


the carton in my pocket has started its own religion-- i need a smoke while i search through these old shopping bags. i'm listening to some strung out bird on the corner, ****, i'll look for faith anywhere i can. i used to read scripture, back east. just me and jesus beneath the apple trees. i'm scared i've become a piece of the city, cause the city's become a piece of me.

Copyright 2008 Kaija Alexandra Thom
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Posted by Tarhead Mugwump
2008-03-31 12:35:07
touching

short and to the point. cities do seem to have their own personalities, and they tend to be forceful.
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Posted by the Processor
2008-06-13 11:01:10
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very descriptive for such a short piece..I like this one
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Posted by Zombie Punk
2008-08-07 11:15:41
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Yes, short and to the point. I wish I could live in the city, though. Suburbs are so boring! hehe

I thought the title was a great choice for this.

Excellent work!
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