NaPoWriMo 2017 - Day 3
The only poems that
I write are aimless stories
without a clear point
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Kudos
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Kudos
The only poems that
I write are aimless stories
without a clear point
Dictionary There is an old man sitting on the sidewalk who I pass who has set up a little table who reads the dictionary each day Weathered hands Finger moving slowly as he absorbs each word through his trusty glasses I tried to read the... Continue →