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written by: L.M.Giannone



Off to an undisclosed location
toward an unmapped place
No compass or star or GPS
could ever find this place
so don’t try to find me
while I swim in the blue
the vastness of space
between far and few
this self-imposed exile
on my very own island
away from the rational
plant stake in this land



L. M. Giannone is a writer and poet living in the San Francisco Bay Area. Originally from Southern Connecticut, Lisa transplanted herself in California to escape the harsh winters and summers of New England.
She is the author of No Vacancy, a collection of humorous personal essays, and A Touch of Noir, a collection of short stories written in noir style. She has two books in the works for 2017 publication.

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