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Walt Whitman

Robert Keith

You had to pull over to the side of the road and get out of your car. It was way too early in the morning and you didn't notice as you dragged your body along the driveway and into your car on the way to start your nine to five. With your thermos full of light roast in hand you read the poem that was scratched on the hood of your car. You were reprimanded for being late as soon as you clocked in. Around 1pm you sat at your desk to eat your microwaved lunch from a tupperware, you thought it might be Walt Whitman. 

R. Keith is the author of more than twenty collections of fiction, poetry and vispo.

His visual art has been presented in galleries in Canada, Malta and Russia.

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