The soul’s litter box EyesThe soul’s litter boxRevealA stench of fearOnce close enoughTo see theHalf-buried liesInside@yonar on Twitter Posted on February 24, 2020 7:52 am by WORDED.ART Comment This entry was posted in Micropoetry
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