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		<title>Today is the boss</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Sep 2013 07:01:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>by Victoria Chang</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Victoria Chang]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Today is the boss the boss is today this day shines<br /> &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160;her white teeth the day is the boss<br /> &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; the boss gives us tokens today to take a bus<br /> &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; to a restaurant to bus her table she<br /> &#160;<br /> &#160;<br /> breaks our plates our dirty plates break when thrown<br /> &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160;I sit cross-legged on the floor to do pilates to<br /> &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; plot with my colleagues to glue the plates together again<br /> &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; up in the sky a bird keeps flying in<br /> &#160;<br /> &#160;<br &#8230;</p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today is the boss the boss is today this day shines</br><br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;her white teeth the day is the boss<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; the boss gives us tokens today to take a bus<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; to a restaurant to bus her table she<br />
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breaks our plates our dirty plates break when thrown<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;I sit cross-legged on the floor to do pilates to<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; plot with my colleagues to glue the plates together again<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; up in the sky a bird keeps flying in<br />
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the shape of a cross the shadow of my body is a cross<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;it never leaves me it never helps me only at night<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; on my back we come together briefly the next day the boss<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; takes a bus and drives over us over our<br />
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plates again and again the boss pretends to glue us after<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; she breaks us we try to glue ourselves<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Elmer’s allows us to emerge as a different person I have<br />
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; a piece of someone else’s saucer as my heart</p>
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