Large Oak tree growing in road.

The Middle Road: A Poem About Midlife

Before my eyes fail meBefore the laughter quiets to a pin dropand the silence turns to a chaotic humThe words must hit the pageas rain drops hitting a metal roof: tap tap tap…Like an old typewriter stamping out the wordsuntil the downpour comes and the page is flooded.Words spilling out like the teardrops that used […]

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