dried artA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertodried art artifacts, exploration into the
heart disclosures of a mission
to uncover serenity the dig, the digging her, her digging me the bones of love buried the heart buried reasonable exclusion more digging less finding calculating location it is remote like chances of ever
after an anthropology of sorts something almost human. erin-cilberto
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5 Reviews Added on May 2, 2018 Last Updated on May 2, 2018 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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