Best Foreclosed Poems

Walk out to get the mail
I get a letter from W. Fargo 
They want to put my house in jail
My  job doesn't give me much dough

Get up to an alarm
Go to a micromanaged job
Doing three positions at once
All those seconds to hours become a...

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They held such hopes, down deep inside
....But now the hope is shattered pride
A brand new haven in the sun
for those whose lives had just begun

This was their sweet retreat, a resting place
But now all that's left, is neglect, and sad disgrace!
The windows are dark, with...

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Nostalgia,
and future wishing

The present
—foreclosing on the past

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)...

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