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VRL Thonger

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I'll write a poem every day, might be tiny but it'll be complete.


Her hands were marred

by nails bitten down

to the quick

an unusual feature

in a part of the world

where nail salons

can build you a set

of fakes for a few dollars

her rounded fingers

looked stumpy

and practical, drumming

on the countertop

her silver rings


in the bar lights

she wore three

one on each middle

finger and another

on her left thumb

they looked handmade

textured and pierced.

When she took the mic

in both hands

I heard three clicks

accompanying the title

of her first poem

'Hand me that'.

Day 59 Poet

Always looking for clues.