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Aug 2013
What if the rain
is tears of the forgotten
and some dance with joy
and others curse at the wind

What if that red wheel barrow
next to the white chickens
wasn't a wheel barrow at all*

what if the days we spent
were days wasted on words we never meant
*Reference: The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.
Jenna Vaitkunas
Written by
Jenna Vaitkunas  21/F/Lawrence, MA
(21/F/Lawrence, MA)   
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   Jason Walsh
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