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Apr 2014
I'm feeling real heavy.
One shoulder pressed like a plow
into the soft give,
a grey mouse folded inside
my trusty tin can.
Cheek nuzzled against the pillow,
like a cat's against the milkmaid's knee.
A mole,
I dig my own earthy cellar.
Quiet, safe in cotton.
https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/send-the-breaking-ground-poets-to-brave-new-voices-2014
Written by
awegkjh  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
548
   r, Pamela Rae, --- and ---
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