Council GirlA Poem by Leslie Philibertabout London, 1960...a lost girl arranges in her room her dress, with stillness; she pushes her tongue against small kitten teeth outside the lift groans and bangs, lights burn shapes of flats and stairs; this is a place to circle in; to return to, never to leave, she is sediment, a line of ash, a failed escapee.
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7 Reviews Added on December 28, 2016 Last Updated on December 28, 2016 AuthorLeslie PhilibertBavaria, GermanyAboutI`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..Writing
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