There was a poem
waiting
in the slick silver belly
of the kitchen sink
filled with plastic and glass,
noodles and crumbs, stains
of sweet burgundy.
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There was a poem
waiting
in the slick silver belly
of the kitchen sink
filled with plastic and glass,
noodles and crumbs, stains
of sweet burgundy.
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Categories: Inspiration, Writing
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Les