There's A Fruit Fly In My Coffee
- Clint Haugen
- Jun 23, 2023
- 1 min read
I wonder what I could do
if I believed I could . . .
There’s a fruit fly in my coffee
and I get taken back
to my very first poem
that I posted on this blog
about a fruit fly
that was swimming in my wine.
Now,
two years later,
and I’ve written and published
a novel
and over 700 poems and short stories.
And all because
that little fruit fly
told me before he died
that I needed to try.
And also,
because
I must’ve
believed I could.
-C.H.
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