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By Sean Pamphilon
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My level, a poem I wrote in 2007 about my relationship with Ricky

yesterday we sat on the floor

in his near empty kitchen
voices cascading across the expansive linoleum

speaking of being seniors in college
with broken hearts, as our first loves
both chose the embrace of another...

...just as we were putting our big boy pants on
ready to take on the world, we also lost 
the extended comfort of their families'
to the dysfunction of our own...

yesterday, we sat in his kitchen
with no cameras in sight
the distant smell of our first lady loves, in the air
legs stretched comfortably across the floor...

and in that brief moment, we were brothers
who grew up with estranged mothers and father's
putting ourselves to sleep...

and he told me, THIS, was the good stuff,
we should indeed be shooting...

But if I broke my camera out, 
he never would have come down to my level...


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