She Sits There

May 1, 2008
By Victoria Bartoldus, Poulsbo, WA

she sits there
in her hard earned hovel
wallowing in self pity.
i can’t help—
a hollow laugh
escapes my throat.
she doesn’t know what she has.
oh man,
if i were her,
i’d be so glad . . .
i’d be so glad.

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