a pair of dog & cat coffee mugs
at the flea market
the $1 tag standing out
like a badge of courage
for the many times these cups
have endured
the curiosity of hands
always stroking for a bargain
& a low ball
& a story behind the story
who's table did they sit at
how many times
have they put out
from the top of these card tables
buried behind outgrown
kid's clothes
& worn down socket sets
we gladly trade away a backpack
yanking the $1 tags
forever
--- e b bortz
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All of your poems are very beautiful.
I can feel your emotions through your writing. This poem especially stood out to me.
-Claire P.
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