October 26, 2019. 

unfinished. 




he thinks i'm lower class

before i forget, i'll spray myself in cheap cologne 

 

so you can't smell my sister's cigarettes or the smell of the old-

 

books from the thrift store on my palms

 

you can wash off the dust, but the poverty won't come off





Poetry by aidan haskel The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-10-27 at 02:58

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chuma okafor
It's quite expository. Nice one.
2019-10-28