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by
Alexander Johns
The woman had no teeth,
not one in her mouth.
She was not otherwise unattractive;
one could tell she once
had her pick
of men
in the village-
twenty-something-years-old,
the right look
to be singled out,
made different.
I
was born (1970) and raised
in Atlanta, GA, but in 1999,
after years spent traveling
as much as possible and
as a round peg in the square
hole of urban commerce,
I moved to the Athens, GA
area, where I received my
MA in English Literature
from the University of Georgia.
I currently teach English
at Gainesville College.
I've had some poems published
by Scrivener's Pen. Many
thanks.
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