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Last Story-Truth Be Told

An echo poem

Photo by Thomas Stephan on Unsplash

His old age poem-shoulder to shoulder lie
pruned from my prose, until we die
narrative parsed-out loud to deathly silence
into precise parts — pearls, pillows, pills
like statue ruptured to pieces
ravaged by time

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Carolyn F. Chryst, Ph.D.

Carolyn F. Chryst, Ph.D.

Has had an eclectic life — Waitress, Actress, Zoo Curator, Story Teller, Poet, Exhibit Designer, Writer, Farmer and Educator.

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