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Aug 31
An aquamarine strip
across the top

of the white porcelain sink
with

a few dabs
on the brushed nickel

the twinkles
in the blue solution

a galaxy far and away

my eyes glaze as I ponder my
escape
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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