the slow woosh of cars
on thin curbs, we walk abreast

talking of little nothings,
on our way to the store

this is what I’ll miss

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And we return to our regular schedule. Slightly late but still we return!
I thoroughly enjoyed the week long experiment that only produced six poems. I feel had space to play around more and try things outside my comfort zone. But I did sort of run out of steam by the end so probably won’t be trying again for a little while.