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two years later
I found a bottle cap
in my Asian fern
that sat on the table
by your chair covering
the army of bottles
that shattered in the trash
when I dragged it
downstairs in the
mornings while you
drank your way
to sleep

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LeBrozLeBrozabout 16 years ago
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This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>

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WickedEveWickedEvealmost 20 years ago
a real poet

can create poetry from anything.

Good job!

TathagataTathagataalmost 20 years ago
That one little thing

discovered...brings back a whole other life.

great subject

great poem

Thank you

tarablackwood22tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago
Crisp...

...and clear. Brings the truth of a larger moment to life through one of its tiny, discarded remnants. Well-done.

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