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POEM: Office Space

AuthorlaurakauffmanPosted onOctober 23, 2018October 15, 2019CategoriesPoetryTagsbeauty, office, Poetry, work, writing

Drying basil leaves,
hanging garlic, and green teas,
line the pantry shelf
above my desk and MAC screen.
I write among the dead things.

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About Laura

Laura Kauffman is a poet and writer living in the Loess Hills of Iowa.

She is the author of Carolina Clay: A Collection of Poems on Love and Loss. Her writing and poems have been featured in Fathom Magazine, The Mudroom, Christians in Context, and The Core Omaha.

When she’s not writing, she can be found exploring the outdoors with her 15 chickens, 4 pets, 3 sons, and 1 husband, Chris.

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