on the wall
a white plate
of hours
ticks
above the calendar,
each marking
time in their
own way,
the seasons
out the window
too.
that mirror,
hanging in
the hall
holding an
image me,
of you.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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