10.05.16
by

Hope (an acrostic poem)

Hugging himself hard, Joe waded through his living room

Observing his lifetime of possessions drowning before him

Pleading to God for the rain to flee before the sun

Envisioning a drier future as he wiped even more droplets from his cheeks

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