fireworks show ...
all the migrants (except me)
on the rooftop
think they are on the way
to somewhere brighter
Atlas Poetica, 30, 2017
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...