Council Girl Poem by Leslie Philibert

Council Girl

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a lost girl arranges in her room
her dress; with stillness,
she pushes her tongue
against small kitten teeth,

outside the lift groans and bangs,
lights burn shapes
of flats and stairs,

this is a place to circle in;
to return to,
never to leave;

she is sediment, a line of ash,
a failed escapee

Wednesday, December 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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Edward Kofi Louis 28 December 2016

Shapes of life! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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