Lina Jamison
art : poetry : essays
Thursday, August 13, 2020
On the Eighth Day…
And on the eighth day
Of warring with palette knives
And a fickle, fickle mind,
My persistent soul comes to a halt
And yells STOP!
Let ‘em go and let ‘em be
Before they drive you crazy!
MLJ/13/08/2020/In the year of COVID.
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