Anything Without AirA Poem by JR(anything without air) they press in the sides fold the plastic like a clamshell (anything without air) they use heat to seal the edges in around me (anything without air) protection, they say I am protected (anything without air) but I don’t feel safe I feel I am choking anyway because anything without air will die. © 2020 JR |
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1 Review Added on April 19, 2020 Last Updated on April 19, 2020 AuthorJRPlacerville, CAAboutWriting again Interesting times to be living in, kind of a cool time to be a writer and documenting the world. more..Writing
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