A Terminal Case of Whimsy
Last Week of Summer Work: Tiny Songs Chapbook
For a long time I didn't know it was there.
For a long time I mourned that it would never be.
For a long time I didn't recognize what it was.
For a long time I imagined it without knowing how to make it.
And then I made it.
Though it is different from how I imagined it,
Here is how it turned out.
Joanna Kosowsky Dane
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