Everyday poem ideas arise and then get lost in the busy. So today I quickly listed some titles that someday may find themselves a poem.
Ys (whys)
Tantrums and flies
Typos x 100 ugh
Untitled and other stray files
The company of women
I can see clearer now (and other delusions)
Quotable (or, when your bucket list has outcome dependencies and other future tenses)
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