A diesel pickup truck
clatter, rumbles by my quiet.
The cowboy hat hungry ghost
driver behind sunglasses
dreaming of cattle and horses
argues with Rush on the radio.
We are all just babes in the woods.
A deaf person who has been pleasantly stuck in a dimension between dream and reality, where my sign language turns into written poems.
reading, ranting and reviewing
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Poetry written by Katrina Cain
poetry/poem, essays, writing everything I adore or not so:-)
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Literary Pasta, made with aromatic earnestness , served by an overthinking mind.
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