laughter
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Pantoums of November She rolls the napkins, smooth and neat,His laughter cuts like a paper’s edge.The pretty rings a small retreat,He taunts her with a mocking pledge. His laughter cuts like a paper’s edge,“Napkin rings don’t hide your folding flaw.”He taunts her with a mocking pledge,She swallows angers, raw and raw. “Napkin rings don’t hide Read more
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FREEFORM FOR SEPTEMBER In the tinsel of my twilight, I hear their laughter—echoes of yesterday, Little feet that once danced in my shadow, until I turned, Now stride boldly, their own paths to pave. “Mama,” they say, eyes bright with the sun, “We’re grown now, we’ve got this— Your wisdom, though cherished, Is a breeze Read more
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LANDAYS FOR AUGUST Empty streets where their names fade,Ghosts of laughter, memories once laid. Once alive with vibrant sounds,now just silence and empty grounds. Fading signs and our crumbling walls,whispers of life’s inner curfew calls. Where the flowing river danced with light,Now that sun set? A new moon swallows night. Maps erased, a vacant space,Seizures Read more
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