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Waning Gibbous

A poem.

Photo by Strong Fish on Unsplash

I wish I put more stock
in the stars.
The moon, meridian, mars,
mercury, midpoint —
elucidations for the W word.

Why Monday? Why
would she?

And I am back:
wall of windows,
Mandarin Bistro,
blue speckled laminate table,
red lines on the back of…




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Addey Vaters

Addey Vaters

Writer, reader, cat lover, and tea drinker. Poetry editor & podcast host at borrowed solace. Words in Adroit Journal, Vita Brevis, & others.

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