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In the breeze I sailed far across the sea
From port to port unaccompanied
Ortho on my feet, blue Jansport on my back
Credit, cash, and coins, I did pack.

‘Til alone one night I did go
Traipsing the streets of London, Soho,
A cut of blue strap and a blow to my head
An unexpected trip to marble town, dead.

Indulging in my wanderlust I would be
If I remembered to bring company.


Sherri Miller is an editor at Halfway Down the Stairs.

© 2010, Sherri Miller

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