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A Real poem from FriedaKateM, written 1994.

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  • A Real poem from FriedaKateM, written 1994.

    IS THIS A HANDLE THAT I SEE


    Is this a handle that I see--to open the latch of a door?
    Is this the rest of my life?
    Is this what they call commencement?
    What happened to my bag of tools?
    I got deserted in the middle adulthood of my life!

    Where do I go down this lonely byway?
    How do I find the way with no written set of directions?
    I see the woman in the mirror and she looks just as lost as me.
    Where do I get the triple A trip tik for the right way to go?
    How do I know when the words seem to be written in Braille?

    ~~joan~~
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