EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Monday, May 22, 2017
acerbic
sour of tongue
like wine
left in the sun
acerbic wit
disorient with
sharp pang
and yet
we drink it still
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