Progress Not, Perfection

A poem a day keeps me writing and reflecting on a life that's made of meanings I don't want to give. Raw work. Beware.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Manners

Eyes gaze lovingly
Glazed with sugar and sprinkles
I am not a doughnut
I am a stone that likes to change colors
and texture
Don't eat me
Please?
Posted by Tran Quang Vinh at 11:53 PM
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