Poems from ngopes

I wake up before the break of the day when the birds have just begun to sing. I sit on my purple cushion filled with coastal seashell,...
All these years haven't changed me much   They hole up in the kitchen to fugure out
a piece of thread hung from the tail her smile concealed under the folds of her face without any signs of ending hanging from a vine feild...
  I finally got my snowman tightly packed with a pile of snow, no bigger than a bunny rabbit, for my daughter of 3 in the front yard.   It...
One Afternoon  The droplets of water run down the tarmac and  into the river, turning the ground wet in mud. I parked my Honda suv along...

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