When I walk by the house where you no longer live
I am reminded of the sound of Ricky Gervais's laugh
mingled with both yours and mine
and the color of your skin
lit by the television
while you sleep.
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- Sarah
- Expect to find writing here. Not journaling. Ex. poetry, short fiction, narrative non-fiction, reviews
1 comment:
You make good stuff.
You should post more.
One of your pieces sounds like lyrics. I might make it a song. Without your permission.
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