Napowrimo Day 6 — Debris

Debris:

a child’s jacket,
crumpled,
on a sunny playground

the day-old newspaper
my son wraps
around his dad’s
Micky Mouse mugs

the dry limbs
of the Peruvian mummy
her face hidden
under the curve
of her arm,
her body curled
around a five-month
fetus,

a stolen daffodil
handed to me after recess

this sheaf
of poems

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