in the middle of
in the middle of
the night, i am recording
the sound of
rain hitting the
concrete alley
behind our home.
other sounds
wander in –
the fridge, a
cough, the memory
of your voice
saying it’s late
.
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poignant poem, those last few lines are such a strong conclusion – B
thank you so much!
Poignant and beautiful
thank you! i appreciate the read!
Exquisitely written
thank you, again!