This might be a poem. Thank you, Virginia Vagt.
This is for Virginia.
She told me
Over lunch
I write
My autobiography
In poetry
Every day.
This is for Virginia.
She does not believe
I should call these things
That I write
Every morning
Reflections.
No
She says
No
They are poems
Pure and simple
Simple and pure
That is what they are:
Poems.
This is for Virginia.
She dropped this on me
Over lunch.
I am still chewing.
This might be a poem.
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