Sweet Little Nothings

March 26, 2018November 12, 2020 / Sarah Lea Stories

Walk to the beat of your own tuba

Her father walked the party line,
her mother, the line her husband drew for her,
but she drew the line she walked,
where others followed,
but none led.

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