Slivers of Laughter
By Gail DeBole
Updated January 13, 2019
Thin shards of time spattered about
Mis-wedged into spaces that add to our doubt.
Echoes of time vex and puzzle our souls
May overlap boundaries with science unknown.
Slivers of a girl’s laughter with no girl around
Sound disturbingly eerie and deeply profound.
Copyright © Gail Debole | Year Posted 2019
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