i don’t know when
i started talking out loud to myself one day my reasoned calm voice echoed back to me expansively in the empty room i asked him why? why didn’t he stop? but my dead brother didn’t reply in the silence i kept talking anyway it felt good and i thought maybe, maybe someday he might answer
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AuthorI started my "Poem-A-Day" writing exercise back in 2010. It was a way to get into the habit of writing everyday. It took awhile but once I got into it I really enjoyed the process. I took a break in 2023 to work on getting "Carbon Copy" into the wild. I also wanted to re-read my poem-a-day scribblings to see if there were any unpolished gems amongst the rubble. My plan is to post one per week in my Blog. Find "Carbon Copy" at: Archives
December 2024
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