1 Poem – Devlin De La Chapa

Posted: March 27, 2020 in Poetry, Prose, Stuff, Uncategorized, Update
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an Observation

 

i wish

i could tell you

that everything

is going to be

alright, babe,

he said

through an inhale

of

vigilant smoke

 

we were sitting

on a furloughed

porch stoop

on a thursday morning

dragging

on cigarettes, watching

our shallow graves

wade

in timeless

waters

 

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