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Prospectus
by Anita MacI am all potential
with the kind of payout
that sells for the price of
anonymity in the face of ambiguity.
It’s not much, but it’s home—
or the closest to one
my mind’s nature can cozy up to.
01/23/2011 Posted on 01/23/2011
Copyright © 2024 Anita Mac
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/23/11 at 08:59 PM Hells yeah. |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 02/23/11 at 02:54 PM "It’s not much, but it’s home—"
or the closest to one
my mind’s nature can cozy up to." home just seems like a memory these days, i'm not sure i'm trying to recapture it, or make a new feeling for home... (i could have sworn i had commented on this piece before...) |
| Posted by A. Reed on 08/12/11 at 10:20 PM Home is where you kick your shoes off. |
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