Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • When one cannot write
    It is not writers block...

  • The tail of a dog
    diving into the water...

  • The yoyo was fetching
    with the pupil of my eyes...

  • Zero (1) 2

    Our expanding
    only circles to reflect in the given radius...

  • Two is a good number
    Because you are not lonely at least...