Points of Contact
by Alden Nowlan
Letters unfinished or unmailed;
The characters in my short stories
Who will never read about themselves
Or even remember that they knew me;
All the girls who've turned
My skull into a camera;
Even so small a thing as my pantomime
Of a drunk on an airport bus;
An old man I can't recall
Ever having seen
Telling his
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