Slovak Widow On 59th Street Poem by Donal Mahoney
Slovak Widow On 59th Street
She’s 84
and when she stands,
everyone can hear the chiropractic crack
of eon bones
and everyone still tries hard
not to look
that half second when
the chamois’s taut
across protractor features.
Monday, May 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: woman
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4/26/2024 8:42:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
very nice piece of work