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Renovation

  • @ CYNTHIA ADINA KIRKWOOD
  • Mar 22, 2018
  • 1 min read

Outside, the wood stacks harboured nails

From the old house

Standing proud.

Inside, the metal survived the fires of necessity

But not my white ire of domesticity.

I banished the nails from my house renewed.

Now I am standing proud

Starting the new year whole

Without breaking my flesh

Or burning my soul!


 
 
 

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