blackbirdonline journalFall 2009  Vol. 8  No. 2
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GERALD STERN

I

                              VIII
                                                                                                and what he
                              said to the waitress is “I have kept still too long,
                              now I will scream like a woman; I will squat
                              as they used to, I will lock my legs in
                              one of their harnesses, I will break their
                              loving needles, I will labor, I will piss on
                              their centimeters, I will sweat and gasp,”

 
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