poem, poetry Ticks #NaPoWriMo Posted by ipsyb on April 14, 2019April 15, 2019 The dogs had ticks That we pulled out And killed In bowls of paraffin. At night Ghosts of dead ticks Cadence and crawl Upon my skin. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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