Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Seize the Poem (September 10 prompt)

can you see
through the remains
of my past...

inside me I know
life has never ended
all that remains
from the underbelly
of maple leaves . . .
the scribbles of a snail
from where I once let go
of old broken things
(Kathy Uyen Nguyen)
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