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Poetry Month – April 28

I went to the prison last night. We had a beautiful class. Our leader asked us to imagine “A day in the life of…” It could be anyone or anything and then we had to guess who or what they…
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Poetry Month – April 22, 2022

As a New England girl, reading the weather is essential to survival. MOM She was my sun.
I watched her from my crib
a blanket on the floor
my highchair perch
best of all, from her lap.
The closer to…
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