Day 3: Messenger

Day 3: Poem Messenger
He scratched trees in sky
crossed them with branches and birds
a river underneath it all, with
a boat and two waves.

He scratched trees in sky
crossed them with branches and birds
a river underneath it all, with
a boat and two waves.

Sell one to Jones
58th street, green awning
tuck this inside.

He folded the river
in half.

And boy, all that news-
learn to read it.

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Prompt: Mz. Quickly’s 

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Author: tara linda

musician, poet, jewelry maker

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