The Reveal

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The Reveal

A device

All those suspected gathered

In one place

Where and when

The sleuth surprises us

With details

No one else could own

Much less articulate

Except perhaps the killer

Take her away

Read him his rights

It’s always extra-dangerous

When there are no police

No plank of an inspector

Standing by

Revolver in a pocket

Odd assurance in a gun

Though he or she is trained

And it’s unlikely there

Will be a shot

For in this scene

The truth

Has enough weight

To push the world

A little more

Toward light

C L Couch

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Il s’agit d’une photographie réalisée pour illustrer les offres de création de photographie d’entreprise.

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I use C L Couch when writing formally because it is a version of my name that's genderless. And, frankly, easier for handwriting--I have a severe writer's cramp. In conversation, I go by Christopher, having been named for the boy who had the poly bear and finally being (achieving) fine with that. I use small Xes all the time because WordPress won't let me cut and paste the text from my program page to this one. (Grrrrrr.) I am a career educator, semi-retired due to disability. I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). The main photographs at this site (of the road, of me) were crafted by photographer and my friend Debra Danielson. A variety of her work is available for appreciation at Thank you, lookers, hearers.--Christopher

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