poem: sandwich baggie tacked up on a wood telephone pole

poems

sandwich baggie tacked up on a wood telephone pole
all that’s left: the brown and crumbled crusts
little things go far in building trust
crisis of shelter, the posters torn down
tenth of a sandwich the best we can do in this town

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