Mallory Martin

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Poverty looks like
bare feet; skin and bones
a silent sob, and one too many loans.
...

Somewhere, not so far away
is a place that can never be erased.

A place where the human race,
...

Cold tears,
hot temper.

I’ll give you a reason to whimper.
...

Sometimes, I look up to the sky,
and wonder just where you might be.
Still hiding from your problems, and all reality?
I wonder still what could have been,
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Poverty

Poverty looks like
bare feet; skin and bones
a silent sob, and one too many loans.

Poverty looks like
cupped hands; nickels and dimes
a stifled shiver; and multiple fines.

Poverty looks like
sadness, whimpers and tears
a quiet escape; because we let it become
too late.

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