and as she walked away, she
took it all with her
dignity
anger
hurt
love
One last time
she read aloud to the sounds of
crashing waves – letters
he returned
back when
he
left
Neglected childhood
a lifetime of laughter could have
saved them all – no one
bothered to
teach them
how
to
Through beholder’s eyes
Swept away with the wind, her hair
looked a mess – to him
she never
looked so
good
ere
Presence
every inch of his body sensed
her presence – she was
unaware
that he
was
there
Going AWOL
it’s
a
crime to
shrug away
without a last word
right out of someone’s frame of life
the least you can leave others with
is a memo to
use as a
key to
find
peace
In response to The Sunday Whirl’s – Wordle 381
All that matters
it
is
of no
consequence
my plight without you
matters your blushing before me
Poisoned tears
Venom poured from his eyes, poisoned
tears are better shed
than swallowed
rot in
hell
bitch
Was it a glitch
was
it
a glitch
or just his
imagination
she’d accepted his friend request
