Enthusiastic Soul
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Sunday, April 9, 2017
PAD 2 Not today
Deadline
Dirty dishes stacked on the counter
resemble a small city.
Floors look like they’re ready for planting.
Bathrooms smell like outhouses.
Yes, I hear my house’s cry,
but my manuscript shouts louder.
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