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: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket More Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to 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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