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Picket Fence Pipe Dream

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“Please, Mister Postman” – Bulacan, 27 May 2016

someday:
i’ll live
in a
house
with a
white
picket fence
in a
quiet
old neighbourhood
where
no one
is ever
unhappy.

my tears
will stop,
my sighs
will cease,
my pain
will grow
less
and less
with the
passage
of time.

and maybe –
just maybe –
i can
find
the peace
the love
the home
the calm
the hope
i’ve always
yearned for.

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Author:

Midge started her career in PR writing at seventeen when she began drafting documentaries for a government-run television station in the Philippines. Since then, she made a career in advertising and public relations which ended earlier this year. These days, she works for a corporate governance advocacy in Makati. Aside from what she does for a living and her poetry, she has turned her home kitchen into a personal culinary lab and is currently working on another novel.

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