Missing and my
Work falls apart while I
Nurse the gaping hole that was left
written: 7 / 22 / 15
Feeling writey, and a little sad, and working up to write some pissed off pieces.
In the end
They were just abandoned children
They deserved better
This poem and the one about Steve Carell are the last two from a writing prompts challenge with one of my friends. I'm phoning it right now, or I'd link you. (Maybe when I have better equipment. ) The previous poem was a response to a prompt to write about having a conversation with someone famous. This one was in response to rewrite a fairy tale.