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A Love Letter to Haters

Written on a postcard of a scuffed, bloody hockey mask, with blue detailing over the nose:

Cut me, wound me, tear me down:
I rise like Jason.
I raise my machete.

Where a stamp could go there’s a smear of ichor:
December 6, 2010
Losers never last.

©2010, Sezin Koehler


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