The Schools Library Holds No Books For Us. Poem by Rebecca Stansfield

Rebecca Stansfield

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The Schools Library Holds No Books For Us.



For some reason- I wanted it-
your home.
It's almost dinner time at one-
and I'm unnoticeable.
Searching pictures of your home-
waiting for home time.
The schools library holds no books for us-
but at least I can look-
and pretend that I can see your home-
in the reflection of my face.

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