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{after the party} nikki sinclair and that poet you like so much said turning forty really helped her mature and now she writes so much better knowing what she knows and living as she's lived calling it wisdom and she used that word: wisdom Oh, yeah? I asked her if she's ever been raped while someone sits on her head I asked if she's ever watched a friend die day by day and then seen him dead I asked if she ever got stoned and lost her baby and looked everywhere through alleys and dirty buildings with time running out and she said no in a small voice holding her wine and then: I have to go but I saw her looking at me across the room I'm sure she'll go home drink some herbal tea and write a poem about me all empty bottles sighs and wildflowers which you'll just love |
