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| Peter de Vink |
Feelings
Look west as they dip
Into tomorrow, so distant
And deliberate as though
Framed to not mumble
Or stumble while sunflowers
Beam, ready to be great
Providing an escape route
And lollipops are for everyone
Who has been shunned
So, have a cupcake but don’t
Bust, one’s enough, I guarantee
Because so much is unfinished
Even the Wild West Wind
Looks while it wants to be free.
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| Ann Privateer |
Ann Privateer is an artist, photographer, and poet. She grew up in the Midwest and now lives in California. Some of her recent work has appeared in Song of the San Joaquin and Poets’ Espresso Review.
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