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Steve Harris lives in Alexandria, Virginia, with his wife and two children. Steve's poems have appeared in various print and electronic journals, and he is currently a book reviewer for the online Alsop Review..
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Grille



I'm a tusker that overflows his chair.
I grunt and scratch my belly, my balls,
My hoggish head. My tits -- what a pair!
Somewhere my soul flops, a blind fish, appalled

At all this skin and hair. I felt her once,
Packed up tight against a red rib, in pain.
So I poked her with my thumb, virtue's dunce!
She vanished, I think, into marbled meat, slow veins.


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Steve Harris

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I used to say, 'Boys will be boys', but there's something to be said for Grills being Grills. That's what the Fairie Queen told me.
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