and, it’s still a thing.
Category: Micropoetry
love
the birds; are they singing the blues?
remembering a sound body
NaPoWriMo #29
palm
two raised wrinkly palms
measure the love they once had
fountain of youth calls
NaPoWriMo #27
empath
A Cornered Gurl 
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