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questions for an abandoned toothbrush

why do you sit here still?
behind the toothpaste and the razor
is it that you find the company of my toothbrush
endearing, though you might envy it?
what is it that you dream about
in the wee hours of each morning?
are you waiting for him to remember you
and find his way back home?

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9 pebbles in the pond

the spider speaks out

There once was a lady of epic proportions,
Who’d heave and puff with the slightest of motions.
And, I, the narrator,
a humble Spider,
Find her stomach as wide as the oceans

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Throw the first stone