“This Poem Ends the Same Way They All Do” (Dobby Gibson)
A truth rounded up to the nth degree and then
The lights turn off: she’s left the room
tossed unsmiling words–gone in a nod
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A truth rounded up to the nth degree and then
The lights turn off: she’s left the room
tossed unsmiling words–gone in a nod
Both comments and pings are currently closed.