July 12, 2015 by Rosemerry
the full glass, broken—
rushing for the broom
I break the vase, too
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged breaking open, poem, poetry | 2 Comments
Ha! How many fragments did you count picking up the mess? 17?
oy vey. and so it goes.
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Ha! How many fragments did you count picking up the mess? 17?
oy vey. and so it goes.