Weather In My Ribs: The Well Best Forgotten

I love my community. I live in a fantastic place and am surrounded by fantastic people. The thing is, any community has some aspects that don’t quite live up to our hopes. I think it’s healthy to recognise those things, and it’s important to talk about them.

That’s what this poem, posted today, is about:

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