her last letter
smells of withered roses...
counting
chocolate hearts
I've eaten since daybreak
Lyrical Passion Poetry E-Zine.
One Man's Maple Moon: Mother's Womb Tanka by Pamela A. Babusci
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*English Original*
floating inside
my mother's womb
for nine months —
how little she
understood me
Honorable Mention, Sanford Goldstein International Tanka...
