Verse Exercises

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Nightly domestic

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I stare at the window grills overladen with laundry, with my domesticity
Whites, yellows, greens, and blues dripping in patience, dripping with my silence
Buffeted at times by wind, buffeted with the certainty of faith
Tomorrow I shall collect my victory in pieces of fragrant clothing
Tomorrow I shall be wealthy and fulfilled
Here, here is something I can do


Written by thedoe

February 12, 2013 at 10:29 pm

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