little

she lived in
a small house
in a small town
in a very small
postage stamp
version
of reality

at night
stars crept
under doors
and into cracks
to make certain
she was not
expanding

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A poem a day for 30 days.
In honor of National Poetry Month,
this post is part of NaPoWriMo. see more here.

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