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The World of Jeffery Eisenmesser
Four Sentences:
You went away after a five-year stay as my hair began to gray.
And this, I must confess, amidst my life/this mess, as I recollect your unused peasant wedding dress:
Your “I love you’s” showed you had a lot of nerve and may Life, Sweet and Steely Thing, I pray, give you what you deserve.
- Jeffrey Eisenmesser, 1987
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