loose change
loose change
we spent the summer
(like we didn't owe anyone a dime)
gathering up
the loose change
of our lives
and put a down payment
on a memory
~ welker ~
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she wrote poetry like jazz
brautigan's riddle
good friday
christine's lament
when the night comes down
my childhood moved so slow and beautiful
life is like a crossword puzzle
antique
christmas eve
she doesn't know i'm writing this poem
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