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Perched. Quietly.

Perched. Lurking.

A homecoming
overture to dance
snidely rebuffed

former friends
wronged, promises
not kept, purposely
broken

someone left behind

Threats made in anger
bitterness and betrayal;
jealousy, envy

Sitting, watching.
Stoic yet tenuous, sinister
yet benign, stone cold
and weathering
watching, waiting…for…?

They are all here
gargoyles on my soul

By poetluckerate

I am a poet, writer, and teacher who moved from Minnesota to New Orleans in 2008 then returned to Minnesota in 2018 - hopefully, to stay.

I lived in the most urban of settings, and the rural Midwest. These perspectives impact my writing in very unique ways.