Poetry and Forensics Run In the Family
scraping by
picking my youth
out from under my nails
the trace remains
of an assailant or two
on the page
make sense of symmetry
when arranged
just so
***
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib | Year Posted 2020
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