Love?
Fifty Words, or Else...
Let's see...
What do I think of
cheap words and bad chocolate?
My story untold?
It ain't me.
*
I sit,
with the screen
after lectures, marks.
Thoughts are hard to help.
They aren't me.
*
I see
no words
to get this right.
And I know...
It escapes me.
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Kendall Defoe
Teacher, reader, writer, dreamer... I am a college instructor who cannot stop letting his thoughts end up on the page. No AI. No Fake Work. It's all me...
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