Contributor: Judy Moskowitz

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Her bedroom was on the top floor
A mystery lies cold
Down in the black hole
Dark as asphalt
Drowning out the murmur
She built a doll house
From a shoe box
And played for hours
Living inside its contents
Where she created a family
Straight out of central casting
Made from dreams and fantasies
Its card board roof
Couldn't stop the rain
Trapped inside
Drowning


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Judy Moskowitz, a professional jazz musician, has been published in Poetry Life And Times, Michael Lee Johnson's anthology, Indiana Voice Journal, Whispers Of The Wind