her middle finger
marks the silence between us ...
I remember
she grabbed my leg years ago
as if clinging to a lifeboat
Prune Juice, 19, 2016
A Room of My Own: Will Hope and History Rhyme?
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*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, CXXXV: "hope and history rhyme"
one by one
origami cranes fall ...
in smoky twilight
squadrons of sniper drones...