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Published:October 17th, 2006 13:56 EST
Expired Bread

Expired Bread

By Grace Sinopoli

I wish I could go somewhere else

and have a clean slate.

Make new friends.

Find something new.

And leave all my problems behind.

This place is so stale,

so disgustingly stale,

like an old piece of bread waiting on the table.

Waiting for something to happen but

Nothing ever happens or

something bad happens.

The bread is eaten

or thrown in the trash.

Then nothing is left,

just an empty plate.

Where something used to be.