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 Apr 2020 Perry
Traci Sims
Cereal
 Apr 2020 Perry
Traci Sims
I am tired of wiping
Word dribble from the corners of your mouth
And your continuous pushing of similes and metaphors around your bowl
Only to occasionally stop and throw entire ribbons of iambic pentameter against the wall
Exhausts me
I am raising a baby monster poet
 Apr 2020 Perry
Ivy Davenport
if my soul was a rose-bush

there would be petals on the floor

swept away on the wind

leaving hollowed thorns behind
 Apr 2020 Perry
Whit Howland
It soothes the
soul

knowing

we can call it out
by name

extreme fear or
a child who causes
trouble and

is a nuisance

and to interpret or to bend and
stretch the meaning

like it's play dough or
silly putty

is our superpower


Whit Howland © 2020
An abstract word painting
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