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….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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