Short Excerpts from Poems

 

From Urban Squall, page 22

“Amidst the urban rise
And the wealthy prize
Along with all the lies
There is the fall
And the squall
Of blight
On life”

From Mary O’Day, page 79

“She tried to tell them where she felt the lump
But the X-ray showed no lump
There was no convincing them
They only believed the film
By the time it grew large enough
It had infected other stuff”

 

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