Week of Sep 19, 2016


I am lying in bed
on soft sheets of cotton
empty but for this thought
aware for a long moment
like on Pramod’s balcony
when times were thin
sipping her tea

Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2012

From Thrown Again into the Frazzle Machine

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