Good Company

She loved me. Even ten years
after we went our separate ways
she told someone new she met,
“He’s great. He writes poetry
like Whitman and Ginsberg.”
Met with a doubtful smirk, she
continued: “No, it’s true. It is.
He uses a pen and everything.”

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