loneliness
doesn't have a tongue ...
and yet it speaks
through a dripping faucet
and the tempest in my mind
Revision,A Hundred Gourds, 4:4, September 2015
Reading More and Writing Better: 17-Year-Old Me Tanka
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written for World Book Day
a photo slips
from *The Catcher in the Rye*
17-year-old me
not afraid of anyone
except myself
FYI: This tanka could be read as ...