MapA Poem by Alice Leigh Wolff
The bed where I built a map
Composed of silent streets Meant for feet that travel alone Inside of me Away from you Where my belly spread out: A foreign land to house his hand While in vain My heart fumbled for substance As it lost sight of you © 2015 Alice Leigh WolffAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAlice Leigh WolffTXAboutNew. Looking for tips on how to get started and improve once I do. more..Writing
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