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Seclusion by Bonnie Saunders

I am

afraid

of the

moon

these

days,

everything

spinning

Loneliness

a weak

companion

to my

state of

panic

Virus

vaccine

glimpse

of the

future,

hope

beyond

all

comprehension--

Born in Cincinnati, Bobbie Saunders is a graduate of Emory University, B.A. Psychology, Rocky Mountain College of Art & Design, B.F.A. Painting & Drawing. Her interests include running, swimming, reading, baseball, playing with dogs. She is the author of the collection of poems, ILLUSIONS.

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