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01.14.19 Posted in today's words by

Joe Spinelli is a poet from Long Island, New York. His work has been featured in Ascent Aspirations, Paragon Press, DASH Literary Journal, and Haiku Universe. He lives and writes in New York City.

By Joe Spinelli

You mention a story
About a mother and father
Who kept their children captive

Some house of filth

I lay in bed
Circling images in my head
A cool breeze to shadow me

I watch time crawl on the ceiling
Like a wounded animal

The dust on my table slipping away

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