Freeze

A passage of time

By Hillary TuttonPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Freeze

Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

Water from the tap

Twelve slots, each slushy unit

Finally, icy cubes

performance poetry

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Hillary Tutton

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Teena B3 years ago
Wow.

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