Wednesday, June 4, 2025

Singing the Blues By Keith Pearson


Yes. Those are memories

Floating in the bottom

Of you glass.

Please. Wipe the snot

Out of your beard.

How many times do

I have to ask you

To stop.

Your crying disturbs

The regulars.






keith pearson was born and raised in new hampshire and works at a local high school in the math department.


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