Tuesday, March 13, 2007

William Michaelian: Crumbs

It comes upon me suddenly
while eating my favorite
Armenian bread:
I am an orphan,
standing at the sink.

Crumbs, crumbs, crumbs:
dry crumbs, pale grief.

March 9, 2007

Copyright William Michaelian 2007
Reprinted with the author's permission.

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