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One. More. Drink. (In honor of Gwendolyn Brooks’ “We Real Cool”)


A Drunken Father Brings Fear Upon His Loved Ones. Repeatedly. Until…

 

one shot.

two shot.

three shot.

four.

 

just.

one.

more.

 

one shot.

two shot.

three shot.

four.

 

just.

one.

more.

 

one punch.

two punch.

three punch.

four.

 

just.

one.

more.

 

one cop.

two cop.

three cop.

four.

 

just.

one.

night?

or.

 

just.

for.

life.

 

one bruise.

two bruise.

three bruise.

four.

 

now.

no.

more.

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