Poetry Poem: The Keyhole by Mark Tulin by Mark TulinNovember 26, 2017 Comments 0 Through the keyhole I could barely see what I was so excited to look for. It was a love that I imagined, a secret pleasure that I found in my mind’s eye as a young child with no open doors to speak of. ©️mft Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket More Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... 0 comments on “Poem: The Keyhole by Mark Tulin” Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ Post navigation Previous Post Next Post
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