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Tuesday, 19

by Melanie J Yarbrough

The house smells like my grandparents' basement,
a compliment, I assure her.

We do not realize we are
hungry or tired
until we are eating, then
asleep.

08/21/2008

Posted on 08/21/2008
Copyright © 2024 Melanie J Yarbrough

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Meghan Helmich on 08/25/08 at 05:45 PM

sometimes that's the sign of a really good time or memory. not recognizing an instinctual need until you've satisfied it.

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