Poetry
Poem: Temporary Contemporary
Like insects, languages go extinct.
Every two weeks, one of the world’s
seven thousand ways to say
sayonara vanishes.
If only the Esperanto of animosity
disappeared as reliably.
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Like insects, languages go extinct.
Every two weeks, one of the world’s
seven thousand ways to say
sayonara vanishes.
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