poetry and prose by stephen chute
Sunday, May 29, 2022
a tree fell in the woods
my father tells me,
that
a tree fell
in the woods, but
no one
heard it, because
somebody's wife
kept talking.
he laughs.
i laugh.
we move on from there.
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