Demonstration
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Poem
Ink black
Forward, for my taste
Sitting on the outside of a brim
Forgotten in the pleasantries
Dimming the space
Drum along in time
Music a picture
More so a timing rhythm
Along her spine
A jazz club
Hair pomade
Flourish at the end
Quartet takes a five-minute break
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photograph by Antoine Beauvillain
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