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A Poem

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Concerned to get out of the way
you stood, just standing
glaring, maybe, or wilting the other
casting chaos through the eyes
and not budging at all
over the sunken sidewalk
ribs of an old culvert
shining through at the edge
of the driveway
I cannot offer
the assistance your letter
so cautiously asks for
I cannot drive that far, anymore
And who uses brown envelopes
to transform the words
into messages that could have…




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J.D. Harms

J.D. Harms

Former hairstylist, perpetual philosophy student, swallowed by poetry, writing, ideas

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