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Natalie Shapero

Thirty Going

Thirty Going

Thirty Going

on seventeen, I come from hearty straw.
My grandpa wore a gallon
hat. My grandma, like a shogun,
bun and shawl. For their honeymoon,
they went to the movies. No one
knows what they saw.

You arrive with licorice, cigarettes,
the documentary on Woody Allen.
Don’t feign a passion for his start

in TV, or his clarinets,
or Love and Death. Just skip to the Soon-
Yi part.
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Thirty Going

on seventeen, I come from hearty straw.
My grandpa wore a gallon
hat. My grandma, like a shogun,
bun and shawl. For their honeymoon,
they went to the movies. No one
knows what they saw.

You arrive with licorice, cigarettes,
the documentary on Woody Allen.
Don’t feign a passion for his start

in TV, or his clarinets,
or Love and Death. Just skip to the Soon-
Yi part.

Thirty Going

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