I try to clear my mind of troubles
Erase over minute equations on the chalkboard
So much dust gathers in the aftermath
Dusting shirt and pants and shoes
Covering my nose like an imprint
Of my guiltiness
I want, but cannot rid all traces

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

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