Something Blue
A Bridal Haiku
By Christopher “CJ” HerringPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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Something blue is last.
Old, new, borrowed, blue, is custom.
The groom’s corpse turned blue!
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Christopher “CJ” Herring
Poetry from a Black gay male poet about the alternative lifestyle experience and life in general. Also, creative writing… I enjoy writing challenges!
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