Chad Parenteau: Poet For Hire
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Monday, April 19, 2021
NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen, Poem Sixteen
The Shape
Own shadow
startles
jostled when
you think
it's about
to jump you.
turning
crouched troll
in dark
and light
no longer
hiding
sneaking
up to what.
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