Fading MemoryA Poem by redd Brick Keshner
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his gnarly fingers veil his face skin thin and crusty at spots: splotched parchment of years in the sun water cascades from his forehead to his chin then meets gravity; raindrops through his soil-grimed singlet, jeans and boots, hours of toil simmer away in rivulets of forgetfulness. ` ![]() Photo by: Eric Kaufman ' © 2011 redd Brick KeshnerAuthor's Note
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Added on February 18, 2011 Last Updated on February 18, 2011 Authorredd Brick KeshnerBrisbane, West Moreton, AustraliaAbout/iframe> ….socially awkward poet. Childhood stammerer… intentionally driven to writing rather than speaking. And yes, that’s where that vibe is sourced… so your kin.. more.. |


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