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Antenna

Antenna
Kitchen, flooring peels at edges a bit, there are children’s foot-sized grooves where it creaks. The counters are clean, the sink is all soap and bubbles. Clean plates dry, sun graces dishwasher, shadows hit the dog’s mat.
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April 2nd, 2009 Posted in Poems | No Comments »
Tags: homeless, isolation, midwest, voyeurism