20.10.2023
Anne-Lise Andresen Copyright © All Rights Reserved
- Journal, Junk, Jagged - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France
1st place in the contest
Junk can become a enormously problem Mountain of cheap and meaningless things Hoarding disorder is a mental illness Collecting junk because they may be useful in the future Narrow smelly paths cut through the house walls of junk up to the roof In this home love was born The room where they were sisters cozy they curl together Walls with floral wallpaper has been crumbled away Things grow from the basement roots grew larger and larger every day Nobody finds the dining table eats cold pizza on the floor
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