Anthony and Jodie
grasp statues of
famed charactery,
a his/her sweep of
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Short, sweet, with amazing concision, Rusty. I, for one, am most jealous! Whoda thunk that dust could speak so eloquently about one's life? You've done this is in a fresh and imaginatively wistful manner. Bravo.
Great write! Will you be posting anymore poems? Would love to read them! xxElysabeth