Culture ShockA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoCulture Shock tender baby's breath little flowers assume existence rain quenches, nurtures birth they open themselves to the cruelty unable to reinsert into the womb life's drought dries up their logic before they are old enough to acquire the dire need for acceptance only an empty garden of desire and one lone bloom in a partial room struggling to survive faith, an elusive green thumb. erin-cilberto 8/28/24
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7 Reviews Added on August 31, 2024 Last Updated on August 31, 2024 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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