Three years ago, my book of poetry “Pouring Echoes” was released.
Here is a poem from my book:
be broken.
don’t be a working vending machine
where people give to you, so you give to them.
be a broken vending machine.
the kind that spit out change from the bottom
for no reason.
be that.
-n.J.bellacicco
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