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Gregory Mark Sondrol
Jan 15, 2021
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the sparrow visits

hospice windows, head cocked blinking

alive black eyes. So many deaths

that dark glass absorbed. Now, fly

back to decorate your nest.

the nurse contemplates

the dust on the desk and

the long snow covered commute home.

the relatives are blocked

off by the pearly gates of hope

and so they smile gratuitously like

he had a 2-way ticket.

the man never returns. GREGORY MARK SONDROL © 01/15/2021

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