POETRY – DAY 14 – NATIONAL POETRY MONTH
I know I turned out
to be a disappointment
I never intended to be

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POETRY – DAY 9 NATIONAL POETRY MONTH
I wake up sweaty and sour
Out of breath, like I’ve been fighting
in my sleep
I have…
with myself
I wonder who won?