Fish In A Bowl It is rainy, If I had been
Outside the glass. Out, would I see.
It is sunny, Into myself, still?
Inside the bowl. Out there, gasping,
I see myself I’m lost in the
Outside, looking Ocean so blue.
In. And my mouth Inside, I knew
Opens to question. Of all the places.
[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2010 EDITION]
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