Saturday, August 20, 2022

BARRED by Dan Flore III

screaming
laughter
in the bar

I sit alone

I have no one
to talk to

I drink 3 lonely beers

that just make
me giggle




Dan Flore III’s poems have appeared in many publications. His fifth poetry book is Written in the dust on the ceiling fan, published by Dead Man’s Press 

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