The dress rehearsal

The dress rehearsal

A Poem by andrew mitchell

As the seams
on life become
undone,
our nakedness
will give birth.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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the core of what we are definitely comes out as we age and those seams break. And then we say "Could we try that scene again, please?"
j.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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