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the cabal
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"the confrontation of aesthetics..."
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Broadway at Night
Aden Bell
She stands by the dim lampposts,
neon signs
and wet sidewalks
waiting
for a taxi cab
to pick her up
and deliver her
out of hell
to another hell
where other lamposts
may be less dim
but they shine
no less brightly
and the neon signs
are dull
but no less taxing
and the sidewalks
a shade more dry
yet her reflection
will still be there
when she whispers to herself,
“This hell is my hell
this hell is your hell
from cal-i-for-hell
to the new york I hell,”
for there is a broadway
in every city
and a night
over every inch of the world.
vol. ii, issue v
Nov. 10, 2004
fall
