Author Victoria Melekian

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What's Under My House

A chill wind that began
somewhere east of the Mississippi
and hasn't yet quit,

an echo of the flap
of a tiger moth’s wings
south of the equator,

enough sleepless nights
to add years to any life.

And last I looked,
the world’s lost socks.

© 2014 Victoria Melekian

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