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Bouquet

Bouquet

weeks of

no wind

not a hint

of sway

so it seemed

that day

tossed the mold away

and returned the plant

then long I’d sit

and see it

like a facing window

framed it

and when night fell

fast asleep

the gust

a distant hum

muffled in the mildew

of the mind

then the sun

shown the splattered paint

damage done

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery