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Today the streets were grey with rain

and the sight of a car that looked like yours

stopped me in my tracks.

I know that when I see you again

you will be remote, mildly interested

and unscarred.

 

Still

I look for you everywhere.

And even the sound of your name

releases a flood of remembering.

 

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Tricia McCallum

Always be a poet. Even in prose.
Charles Baudelaire.

In essence I am a storyteller who writes poems. Put simply, I write the poems I want to read.[…]

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