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Rene Ricard

Massachusetts Avenue

Walking along the beach road at sunset with the, to me, heart-breaking foliage—beach plums, bayberry, ineffably pink dog roses that fall apart if you try to pick them, etc...

Poems

So this is reality too, come in / and now you’re here, all swept / up for you the floor shiny / and our wonderful pal, the / antelope clatters its little hooves / on the floor to eat from your / hand, all the pictures / you love on the walls and / your favorite books read

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DEC 19-JAN 20

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