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Cinquain #1 (Stretch marks)
Stretch marks.
Silver ripples
on a pearl pond, he says.
I don't need him to love them, but
it helps.
Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:11 am
Kemah Bob
Kemah Bob
The chime-chirp glint in your talk
pep-drawling, through my grit-clogged Samsung speaker
like a wise blue hedgehog with salacious
pips and chings of playground secrets
makes my covid swab a shade less eye-popping.
My cobbled, shapeless day seem masterful.
Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:07 am
#6 (thank you, dears)
Thank you, dears.
For marched words
rawed bare, from
placard rage
to simpered
platitudes.
For now, plain,
awful grief
is just. Mine.
Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:04 am
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