Move Me Poetry
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Move Me Poetry

What’s Hurting Us Is Killing Them

Trigger Warning: This poem includes Animal Cruelty.

Photo by Miha Rekar on Unsplash

Somewhere along Landon Ave., I parallel park.
My feet led to a white door with a golden knocker,
and I knock, allowed entrance into a home disheveled.
We are all trying to make ends meet,
and I felt his pain.
I was not spared from the burden waiting outside.
Satisfied, I was about to leave
when the white door nearby…

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