This poem is taken from Stand 231, 19(3) September - November 2021.
Three Poems
Lost for words
She is slipping clues about her hopes for our future
into our games of scrabble. She is as subtle
as a surprise party at a house decorated
in extravagant birthday balloons. It’s early on in the game
...
She is slipping clues about her hopes for our future
into our games of scrabble. She is as subtle
as a surprise party at a house decorated
in extravagant birthday balloons. It’s early on in the game
...
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