Tuesday, September 22, 2020





















MARBLES

I pick up a marble from a bowl
on my coffee table 
and try to remember. 
Was this mine as a kid?
Did I fish it out of the mud one rainy day?
This orange and white marble is a shooter. 
It’s large, important. 
Is it supposed to mean something to me?
I’ve had it for years. 
Or have I?
Things get fuzzy like that 
when they are left in a bowl on the coffee table for too long.

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