Last in this series

To finish this three-part series, a few months ago I heard a poem by L. A. Jones, a fellow attendee of the Squaw Valley Poetry Workshop, and recognized snippets from NPR–snippets that related to information that I’d heard and pondered and half-forgotten.  I liked what she did with these and Lisa graciously allowed me to publish:


A petting zoo in your mouth
your furry mouth
all that fur in your mouth

it could break your heart

unable to talk.

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