A play on last words

A play on last words

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The disappearance
was not behind
the final curtain
but through
the introduction
of the first act.

© 2025 andrew mitchell


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Maybe every patron should get his or her money back?

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Added on June 22, 2025
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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