Melanie Emikohe

Grudges That Don'T Die - Poem by Melanie Emikohe

Old grudges hang
to spaces of his teeth,
and burrow holes,
to become cavity.

The foe moved on,
from door to door
and dwells well.
And forgot details.

But he, live by itg
recounts daily~
what, when, how?
As well as the sores.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 29, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 5, 2011

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