This ghost in our housereminds me of you:Jarring, but comforting.I wish it would sit,share a cup of tea,its cold hand warmingon my thigh,but instead it just clapsto remind us that it’s here.
#15 of 30 Poems In November to benefit Center for New Americans.
Ghosts may take many forms, and some are not as friendly as they could be.
ReplyDeletedoes it turn off the light when it claps?
ReplyDeletewe should get a clapper and find out!
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