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As always Randall delivers brilliant poems, with lots of light and shade, but somehow this collection overall felt darker than the earlier ones.
One of the poems:
ETIQUETTE
We had no latex love to give
in lighted, half-remembered scenes:
to hollow boys in acid jeans
who asked to lose their will to live.
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