poetry

Kneading My Dough

By Liz
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practiced firm hold, squeeze

shape until pleased with form

flat on table sculpt to perfection

knead my dough, make me rise

E. R. Smith

 

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Well apparently I'm a writer; not really surprised by that. I am surprised I'm willing to share my words. The odd thoughts that occur to my mind are now out there. Welcome to my world.

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