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Kristin Toscano contributed 1 poem to the
September 26, 2000 edition of Zzang.
untitled I lie there dying
Oh so slowly
Oh so slowly
The cosmic beating from every direction came
upon me so fast
Oh so quick
Oh so quick
So now I lay here, beat to hell
But still the people pass by
with nothing on their minds but rush hour traffic and what to make for
dinner
All upon me
All at once
The sky broke above me and the ground broke
below me but I neither fell nor rose
So I lay and wait for sleep in this city that
never does
Spiked heels up my beaded spine
Spit-shinned wingtips crushing my limbs
“5:00 got to get home” they think
And it’s like I’m not even there and maybe I’m
not
Oh so invisible
Oh so invisible
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