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Poem – Age Has Curtains (By Donal Mahoney)

Age Has Curtains
An incident in youth
never meant to happen
recorded on a pad
to be read 
another time 
is found 
decades later
in a drawer of socks
by the writer 
who is then
on the precipice
of age. His
reading glasses
help him understand
who it was 
and why he did it.
Not so funny now.
Can’t apologize.
He’s the only one
who’ll ever know.
No one else alive
to tell about it.
[su_mahoney]