Best Gert Poems

What can lies create, conceal, remake
That truth doesn't sanctify as pure snowflake
What could mouthed trust in Providence provide
That pride now, once desperate youth, would hide?...

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If I had known Gert had cancer I might have backed off.
No, you wouldn’t have.
How do you know?
I know you.

But if I had known it was the last time I would see her.
I might have…..
Her voice trails off.
She catches herself in her own lie.
She feels...

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Gamine Gert got on well with boys
She blew up dolls and the rest of her toys
We used to call gals like her tomboys in my day
She is wiring the house now; Gamine Gert don’t play....

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