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.
Tuesday, October 8, 2019
caustic
booze
and caustic wit
she brought
and never
did the things
she ought
but perish
the thought
that you're like her
you think yourself
Mrs. Parker
instead a sepia
shadow of
don't begrudge
you just nudge
where she
would shove
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