Posted by: Jivani Lisa | December 13, 2016

Evenings

The inevitable
endless evenings —
we perched ourselves
on the overstuffed
furniture in front
of the television —
stretched months
into years. Yes —
we proudly built
perfected mediocrity.

Posted in Poetry

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