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When the Junk Mail EndedA Poem by Alfred KukitzNearly everyone's wish |
WithinA Poem by Brett HernanThe back door.Closed and locked it and there's no one in there.Then pause to listenat the back doorfor any sound.In passingempty bedroomfrom a hallway.. |
Tag Cloud IIA Poem by Brett Hernanlove, ghosts,low hanging fog, aka mist, slumber party, dreaming grasshoppers,impossible eighteen,firecrackers, red hair, green eyes, ultra-pekinese,pl.. |