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The Literary Groong - 04/24/2001

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	The Dream

	`...into a kind of absolute reality' - Andre Breton,
					       First Manifesto

	Next door is America,
	Washington D.C., the Mall
	is where they chase me down
	yelling `That one over there,
	the last of the Armenians!
	Rape her,
	crush her in a coffin,
	      bury her alive 
	with the rest of them'
	It's like a cabaret;
	a plethora of Turks
	with arched swords,
	and red fezes
	sitting awkwardly
	on top of their heads,
	attack me.
	(Screaming with hysteria)
	i slowly disappear
	into a handful of sand. 
	Passers-by ignore the show;
	it's not worth their time.

	Shushan Avagyan
	April 2001

Shushan Avagyan was born in Yerevan, Armenia, and has written
poetry all of her life. She is currently a fine arts student
in America, and writes poetry in both Armenian and English.
Her poems are self-expressive and somewhat abstract.

Copyright  2001 Shushan Avagyan.

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