Before


Before getting lost

to the space

of the tight-knit

Northeast

A loosely scripted message

needs to be typed

sent through the web

away from hands

holding envelopes,

standing in line for stamps

hoping to feel

like this is the way

one goes about

(be)longing.

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4 thoughts on “Before

    • Thanks. Endings are tricky. I often say that a bad ending can ruin an otherwise great poem. So, I worry about my final words a lot and I’m rarely satisfied. So, I appreciate when readers enjoy what I was able to give them in terms of an ending.

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