11/19/19
Poem:
Somewhere to Go
by Holly Winter
The creek darkens:
Our fashionable visit is over.
Poem:
Somewhere to Go
by Holly Winter
The creek darkens:
Our fashionable visit is over.
Let money fill your pockets
As your face scratches against time.
Pretend you have somewhere to go
Now. Hurry through the noise.
You left your wallet here.
Your loss.
As your face scratches against time.
Pretend you have somewhere to go
Now. Hurry through the noise.
You left your wallet here.
Your loss.
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