Noirboiled Notes
Pulp poems, book reviews, and other tidbits from the noirboiled world
Monday, July 28, 2008
Pulp Poem of the Week
Morning sun stripes cell.
Five fingers feel my hard heart.
It hurts, hurts, like hell.
Charles Willeford
Miami Blues
1984
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