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Due (Free verse) by impert&ent . are
we due
think another
I poem
of
end four days
the years three
At and
wound
open
an
Of
ourselves
stitching
are
We
skin
the together
pulling
Sutures
across
other that
each bloody
Facing mess
your hand
in hand his in
hand in in mine together
My hers pulling
Up the ladder:
bitch!
Down the ladder:
Dear Aunt Leonard
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Posted: November 6, 2020 4:56 PM PST; Last modified: November 6, 2020 4:56 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.089402 Overall Rank: 6363 Comments:
I find the form confusing.
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Am just as glad that I'm not the only one stopping by.