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Three Line Lunch: Gypsy Michigander

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 229

Gypsy Michigander

When she hugs she throws herself into it, body and soul. My feelings so often land-locked,
I liked her right away, little fierce warm Kari, and we swapped our Michigan memories.
Her gypsy soul calls her to Australia job adventure. Don’t know her well l but I’ll miss her.