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For the Love of Mildred Pierce

For the Love of Mildred Pierce

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


He lay awake in his narrow bed And opened his bedside drawer, Then fumbled around until he’d found The thing he was looking for..
The Recluse

The Recluse

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


He hadn’t lived in the world of men Since he’d tossed his job, and quit, He’d told his boss, ‘There’s no fu..