William B. Petricko
To The Snowflake With The Missing Arm - Poem by William B. Petricko
Arms, legs, heads
What name do we give these your sparkling spokes?
And yet one seems stunted
Stretching not to full symmetry
How do you plead?
Guilty of nonconformity
Or innocent in your perfect uniqueness?
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