EvictionA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoEviction gusts of orange an enemy leaving charred wood January brick chimneys standing alone home was where the heart resided but now it simply beats with black residue and the discourteous mover the unwanted guest clears the house of feeling. erin-cilberto 1/9/25 © 2025 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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Added on January 12, 2025Last Updated on January 12, 2025 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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