Come In As The Wind
J
James McLain
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those things
that the nuns warned me about
things like those see through naughties
inside or out that we talked about liked
your dress that she loaned me, your pants
the long rip in your best pair of panties
how when father his low drooping nose
always we wondered why it rained
coming in through the window at night like the wind
every winter we both coming often never did.
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