Drowning
A death for the girl I once knew
He walks through the door in a rain coat
with tears streaming down his tanned cheeks
"I know" I say curled up
from my spot on the couch
where I am drowning
in the cushions
He leaves me
to pack
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Bria Lamonica
Hi :)
I’m Bria and I am a writer/fashionista/corporate girly.
I hope you find solace in my writing and it brings you whatever emotion you need to feel today :).
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Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
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Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
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Comments (7)
So much is so powerfully unspoken! Brilliantly worded. Congratulations on Top Story!
Delicately beautiful. Congratulations on the Top Story.
Beautifully written. Congrats on the TS.
Great poem
Oh. Devastating.
Great piece, congratulations Bria.
So poignant and powerful.