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John Daleiden

 

 

A Solo Renhai

 

Oh! What Shall We Do?

 

in the parlor
three empty porridge bowls—
not a soul in sight

one glass slipper left behind—
the tails of three blind mice

on the house lot
a jumbled pile of sticks—
call out the police

John Daleiden

 

Notes: No. 189

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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