Untitled #272 / a Place
A narrow street separates my subdivision from the graveyard,
a place for the living,
a place for the dead,
a place for us all.
Both under the sun and bathed at once in shadow,
are they so far removed?
Copyright © Jesse Jones | Year Posted 2007
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