planned obsolescence.A Poem by Alice Rathburn
From the beginning,
tiny beings Sprout, flutter, breathe. Nurtured, flourish. In the middle, demanding presence. Cough, sputter, reach. Denied, repeat. At the end, wisened disciple. Devote, retire, retreat. Remember, obsolete. © 2015 Alice RathburnAuthor's Note
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Added on September 28, 2015 Last Updated on September 28, 2015 AuthorAlice RathburnPAAboutIt's nearly impossible to tell anyone about me with a few sentences. I'm multi-faceted and confusing and, as my partner says, 'impossibly difficult.' It's not that I try to be, at least not actively. .. more.. |

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