A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Saturday, April 2, 2016

2

She ran here, you can tell by
the way she wheezes, does what
she pleases "for she once was
a true love of mine" : I was
at this stop late last night, too.
She taught me I shouldn't hedge.
Fortunes told, fortunes denied.

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