Modern Wife Poem by Darlan M Cunha

Modern Wife

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While she rests, carries stones.
Losses and damages don't get on your nerves so much
which she evokes when she goes to the fair
where they also sell, in addition to vegetables
and fruits, they sell lies, poisons in bulk,
in wholesale and retail, and she comes home
to carry more stones while she rests.

Modern Wife
Thursday, February 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: modern,restroom,wife
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Bernard F. Asuncion 27 February 2020

A well crafted insightful poem.......10++++

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Darlan M Cunha

Darlan M Cunha

Medina, MG, Brazil
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