Even Now
The memory of the razor
Tucked deliberately & neatly
into the folds of that magazine
Reminds her of the moment,
at the tender age of 8,
When she had learned
That words can cut…
Poetry
by Kim Ward
by Kim Ward
Even Now
The memory of the razor
Tucked deliberately & neatly
into the folds of that magazine
Reminds her of the moment,
at the tender age of 8,
When she had learned
That words can cut…
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