there’s a ton
of
reasons
why Carl left,
but,
if you ask Maggie,
not
one of them
was any good
and neither was Carl.
~~
she looked me
right
in the eye
and said:
these things are incredible.
your
poems have wings.
i’ll
remember
every single one of them
for
a long, long time.
then,
she put my book
back on the table, turned
and
walked away.

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