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To Face The Art Class
After she walked into the room and
took a deep breath, Susan opened
her robe and turned to face the
art class that she was to
model nude for but
that was before
she saw her
son in
there.
took a deep breath, Susan opened
her robe and turned to face the
art class that she was to
model nude for but
that was before
she saw her
son in
there.
Published 21st Aug 2022
Author's Note
This nonet poem is about one person about to do a certain type of modeling in an art class for the first time.
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