gated foldsA Poem by redd Brick Keshnergate - light thin / feet in the quell before departure - early like a wound - still wet someone’s mouth shapes a road in the air (brothers sisters) find it, you say - or they say - and the fog folds around your name. . © 2025 redd Brick Keshner |
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Added on August 26, 2025 Last Updated on August 26, 2025 Authorredd Brick KeshnerBrisbane, West Moreton, AustraliaAbout….socially awkward poet. Childhood stammerer… intentionally driven to writing rather than speaking. And yes, that’s where that vibe is sourced… so your kindness is truly, ge.. more.. |

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