Monday's Notice

Monday's Notice

A Poem by Kristina Moulaison


Longing to retire, from

this relentless,

American dream-

we fumble, foraging

together for

seed, to lay our heads

down upon; carpet

under our

straining

backs. The night lit

forest arranged in our

tired,

glazed eyes, seems

so much

brighter than the

dimness of feeble

fluorescing light, each

boxed life

swaying

toward some...other,

setting sun


© 2014 Kristina Moulaison


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Added on April 6, 2014
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Kristina Moulaison
Kristina Moulaison

Bellingham, WA



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I write. Read me. We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, la.. more..