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May 2020
A small thing
oblong

in nature
and

just a trickle
down a pale cheek

but is it really
there

and if not

do we dry our eyes
at nothing


Whit Howland © 2020
An imagistic poem. An original.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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