365 Days of Poetry: Day One-Hundred and Seventy-One

one-stars are.
dirty now.
all it took was.
a little work.

they were already cream.
a slight departure.
from the all-star originals.
i used to feed jerks.

alone in the past.
seems far but near.
some memories burn.
but those ties have been seared.


About June Faramore

Writer of fantasy, mainstream, and young adult fiction. Poet and sketcher. Mother. I read a lot and love cheese. Guitar playing singer-songwriter. I also enjoy stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk. View all posts by June Faramore

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