her bookmark
divides The Art of Love --
living apart
moving day ...
in her throwaway pile
my first chapbook
snow angel --
the touch of her lips
cold in my memory
Hedgerow, 23, April 3 2015
A Room of My Own: July 4th Reflection Tanka
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not down in the gutter
or high in the cirrus clouds ...
at thirty
holding a cubicle job
I stare at the fireworks-lit sky
FYI: I was reminded of the followi...