The Words Are DancingA Poem by Dominik DriteReading without glasses
Squinting her eyes, she sees the letters,
but are they really there? The lines dance on the chalkboard, squiggles merging together, and play with her confused mind which turns over bare.
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1 Review Added on September 28, 2021 Last Updated on September 28, 2021 AuthorDominik DriteMontreal, Quebec, CanadaAboutI'm an English Literature major looking to share some of my work with the world and gain a bit of experience. I enjoy poetry, fiction, horror, drama, tragedy, essays, and many other genres. I'm hoping.. more.. |

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