One day I decided to write a poem a day. I called it "The Folded Poems" because I pretended finding them under a chair written on the folded pieces of paper. The only criteria for the poems to be, was my own endorsement. I was the judge. If it "sounded" right, I kept it. Keeping with the pace, though, was not easy. Here I am posting them up to date. I am still writing, but not necessarily every day.
Monday, December 5, 2016
iPhones articulates vibrations to voice the phantoms of unanswered calls, and we are feeling brave to face the faces before they disappear from the screens.
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