Fall Sick (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 9 Sep 2020 in Art, Poems

      Fall Sick   Unlikely partners, the woman who owns the teacup shop and her neighbor Moses Harry the cronut baker Night and day, for contrast, these inquisitive elders At the seat of government, on someone’s behalf (a background billionaire?) corruption runs rife So it seems, for the murder rate, in an unvisited […]