Shine, little glow-worm
Freud once said "Our beds are crowded." And, boy, some of those ghosts like to linger.
This poem is an exorcism.
My piece, "On the Tip of My Tongue," is out now in
The Pine Cone Review
Grab some garlic and check it out
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