Friday, August 21, 2020

Grief In The Alley

Grief rumbles on

In the background

Like a loud, rusty garbage truck 

Parked in the alley

Running its compactor

Day and night 


“Why does he sit there?”

You wonder

“When is he going to leave?”



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