I forgave my blood its mistake;
I must have forgiven all of it.
The city didn’t notice,
nor did I,
nor did I,
amid all the new
and old things.
I forgave my blood its mistake;
I must have forgiven all of it.
amid all the new
and old things.
another award winner. i'm so excited about dana and her press. deborah is too!
deborah and dana…suzan's got a winning combination there….
I like these short poems.