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poetry and prose by stephen chute
Thursday, September 12, 2024
no news is good news
no word
from afar, no postcard
in the mail.
no letter,
or call.
is it still true that
no news
is good news?
i hope so as i turn
the tv
off.
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About Me
Stephen Chute
west springfield, virginia, United States
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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