Mortarboards Poems - Poems about Mortarboards

...Dear Graduates, … Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … … And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches of packed bleach......

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...From my mother's womb I yelled into the room, mattress on the living room floor, my bro I replaced as the youngest, his face as he screamed and ran out through the door. I tell you (no fooling) m......

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...Dear Graduate, … Sometimes, a spring breeze softly blowing whispers that a presence needn’t be seen to be felt … … And sometimes, the people piling onto the benches of packed bleache......

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