FUGITIVEA Poem by Salvatore Buttaci When I was a boy who delighted in reading books, I wished I could be outgoing like my classmates. When I grew to be an outgoing man, I missed those timid days. Who are we anyway?
I am a fugitive from a puzzle factory A jigsaw piece in cardboard rebellion A misfit bored with pat expectations Odd-shaped complete and incomplete Not a team player A fugitive in hiding © 2008 Salvatore Buttaci |
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Salvatore ButtaciPrinceton, West Virginia, WVAboutI live in West Virginia and have been writing and seeing my poems in print for the past fifty years. I also write short stories and articles for publications. In the early part of the new year 2010,.. more..Writing
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