So the purpose of this blog is to be a space to practice creativity. I am currently using it as a place to record a single, unedited poem for each day in 2019. While I attempt to write everyday, I may not actually post daily. Instead, I will post poems as they are completed, but one for everyday of the year. Not sure I can make it, but we'll see. It's fun to try regardless :)

Wednesday, January 8, 2020

Poem: January 6, 2020

Uncorked

 Dirck bought me a bottle of good whiskey.
Hand-numbered. Amber. Smokey when you get close.
And you know we opened it. Two old friends.
Two rocks glasses. Two long pours late in the evening.
Nothing that good should be allowed to last.


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